Marchin' Nowhere
Mocking Mongoose
Calypso
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This lively Calypso track pulses with syncopated percussion from congas and steel drum accents, weaving witty narrative lyrics into a storytelling satire on political deceit. Call-and-response vocals energize the upbeat island groove, backed by guitar riffs, thumping bass, and brassy horns for an authentic live ensemble vibe. Acoustic production highlights natural percussive drive and crystal-clear vocals, evoking Trinidad's festive street party spirit.
Lyrics
Oh yeah Come on now Putin man Dancing in the sun Promise gold But delivering none He struts like a peacock Feathers all aflame Swearing he'll fix the river Stop the pouring rain Cross the roads With promises of words Tall as the sky But when the vote comes calling It's all a big lie He say Empty pockets full of hot air We say Marching nowhere without a care Calypso King of the ballot box Hot talking big game But it's all a fox Vote for me I'll make you rich But his pocket's fat And ours in a ditch Haul him Liar liar Pants on fire Response Dance away higher and higher Oh politician what a show Satire in the spotlight Steal the whole globe She waves her flag With a wink and a grin Says the future's bright Let the party begin Desk gold Promises of all Paradise near But her friends get the cream We get the sneer She cried Unity now hand in hand Nothing promised across the land Calypso King of the ballot box Hot talking big game But it's all a box Vote for me I'll make you rich But his pocket's fat And ours in a ditch Call him Liar liar Pants on fire Response Dance away higher and higher Oh politician what a show Satire in the spotlight Steal the whole globe Slow it down now Feel the rhythm sway Behind the smiles The games they play Power hungry Chasing the crown We laugh and we sing Tear the mask right down Oh no No more fools In the big chair Yes yes Time for truth in the air He promises the moon Wrapped in stars so fine Free rides for everyone Down the gold mine But the road's all potholes Bumping our heads While he sails on yachts Counting his bread He boasts Spindle that gold Hand in hand We roast Under the calypso moon Calypso King of the ballot box Hot talking big game But it's all a box Vote for me I'll make you rich But his pocket's fat And ours in a ditch Call him Liar liar Pants on fire Response Dance away higher and higher Oh politician what a show Satire in the spotlight Steal the whole globe One more time let the satire ring Laugh at the clowns Hear the people sing No more tricks No more sleight of hand Rise up together Take back the land We shout No more We dance Forevermore Putin man Dancing in the sun Your time is done Promise gold but delivering none Call and respond Fade Liar liar Pants on fire Dance away Higher and higher Oh yeah Calypso satire What a fire And strong Satire wins Light the pyre
Marchin' Nowhere
Mocking Mongoose
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