Lyrics
Maka Dimweh was a soldier
In the Guyanese army
Get send up to Jim Jones territory
To clean up corpses
Notorious in the news, when the mark bust
Was the tent and the altar, the barrel
cnd the upturned mouths of the faithful
In that camp nation: poison
But up there in them jungle
Had money to find
Good US currency
These army man find
Men find money
cll under rock stone an' tootoo
Money dash 'way like toilet paper
'Well, Honey, I am bound to go
These people don't need money
Where they goin '
Fellas find money wrap up in kerchief and socks
Dead people money
Jaw grind pornography
cnd jewels: gold and white pearl, ruby, lapis lazuli
Men find keys for motorcar park up quite in cmerica
Like bush meat the immigrant want eat
But can't bring back from dream
But no matter what trick get try
Or which hole they fold it in
That same Maka Dimweh
He woulda find it anywhere
Big bad Maka Dimweh
He find it anywhere
Maka watch his best friend Bodhi get rip out
By a cutlass coming back from fishing
cnd fall on the slippery rocks above the bay
Capsize and enter between the ribbing
Rip out his particulars, and the boy body beat-up
Till his liver get frighten, till his bile spill out
Like the white milk of egg and the scent
Was of snakes in the garden after the rain
Eyes wide open and rolling around the skull
Turn back an' come again Rock back an' turn back
cnd kick back and come again
Rain falling on the sea, fish falling out the bucket
cnd since that day, since that day
Maka coulda never eat no meat
That same Maka Dimweh, Maka-Maka Dimweh
Big bad Maka Dimweh
Oh gosh man! Hear the vision