Eh Looky ya – wha’ a hual ‘n-pullin an’ purgatory broadcastin is in Wen ya na gaw mama ya gaw tek granny, but whose station ga win
ICTA mus’ mean I Can’t Talk Alone Bout radio blanketing – eh, it all comin soon
De ting is de place gaw too much stations Wid all dese we could supply smalla nations swan islan, miskita key, owens island or banaka da tar baby tink he gettin’ white – but he only getting blacka
now nuttin is wrong wid colour- wite black or in between but wa worse is wen ya dunno- an ya mix up in ya brain
some people feget wey part de cum from an dey change but no one man should tek ova airwaves an rearrange
Tar Baby is smart doh an using he head
Blanket the airwaves wid my blanket bed
MOU is fa all stations ta agree an sign
If we all had done it den we would be fine
But tar baby na really in support of local songs Wha we trying ta mek rite he sayin it full of wrongs
Now dey sayin wha ta and not ta talk bout on air No bad words, no cussin dey say dey ga swear
While some mornings ya gaw breakfast session or positive vibration Dey talking bout how it good and nice dat ting call Masabration
Well Cousin Ozzie don’t like it atall-he spoke out against it But got a slap in he face-wha surprise me wa who gave da hit
While Cousin Ozzie sayin it wrong and he will see dat it stop Da Minister praising tar baby saying you’s one son I could adopt
But ya see cousin Bo Bo playin smart – an keeping he name in press He like publicity and ta be the loudest- He mus be heard an naw de ress
But Tar Baby ga always get way an be on top of da tree He calling da shot and gaw da money- he control de ministry
So dat I Can’t Talk Alone don’t have no say, dey jes wastin time Cousin Bo Bo and Mr. Minister doing well jus fine.
Eh Eh! Jack Mondora…I na choosing none.
Quincy Brown
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