Carnival 08'

Is a unnatural energy ingrained in dey bone marrow,
Deep inside psyches but remarkably shallow,
From humans to ‘party animals’ so the whole species change,
Is now ‘wining season’ so goodbye to trini hot sun and rain,
The sons of Cain and A- bel-ligerent spirit,
A different kinda rebellion, that not so legitimate,
De kind that make yuh best fit
For d infernal ending,
Garlin have nothing on this one, cuz this fire have no pretending,
Masquerading these pagan ideals and dare to call it a culture,
Mockery to the God of creation, assassination of my character,
Where d place of a performer is to command crowd behaviour,
Eyes wide shut so dey can’t see the creature-
Who wearing d mask,
Face to face with the devil like is ole time mas’
So put yuh hands up in the air and pass yuh soul over,
Cuz is a all-inclusive level that we taking this soca,
From minstrels, to Minshall, to naked angels,
And jab-jabs, to jumbies to a tripartite Machel,
Giving yuh an experience that yuh could never forget,
Jamishness to turn yuh girl chile into a first-class jammette,
To make yuh sons lust their souls straight down into hell,
And if we get the young people right where we want them well…
Business fix for the next ten years down d road,
Soon enough d remaining values bound to erode.
I say they bound to erode,

We have them bound to the road,
We have them by d thousands and by the shiploads,
De values bound to erode,
We have them bound to the road

Raising hell in Trinidad,

So de country bound to erode.

Copyright 2008

Arielle John