The Rats

歌詞

It's a burnin' shame To think about the spiders in Port-of-Spain It's a burnin' shame To think about the spiders in Port-of-Spain I mean the flea, scorpion an' santapee' The rat, the mouse an'the vampire bat An' if in Queen Street you don't meet them there Make two blocks they pop up in Marine Square If they're dressed in red You know danger is lies ahead After all if they garment blue They will beat you an' rob you too I mean the rat an' the vampire bat Along with that bad luck, you lose you hat An' after they beat you mercilessly Two to one you don'sleep in custody At six thirty Some would powder immediately An' take up duty As a member of the consubulary As the early bird suck the sweetest flower Of course on the road they lake up tower Don't matter how they dress or how they rouge It mean Mucurapo or La Payrouse' But in Marine Square You're boun' to meet the spider were dere After al what the santapee They would drive you to Lavantille I mean the bad scorpions around the town When they sting you, you prefer the burial groun' An' if you get doctor don't hesitate Run quickly by the hospital gate Some are tall an' fat Others are flat like an alphagat Imagine, they're trying old screw' If you ain't smart, they will put you through They have so much tact, too much skill an' brain I mean the bad varmints in Port-of-Spain An' now I mus' speak of the country rat They will grin' your bones and will melt your fat