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Taking the rented car back to Econo
But the backlight bust an' the axle bend
I knew they would wound me with price
Knew I shoulda gone down in the bamboo
cn' try to get that fix
But Diane say "No boy
How you could go down in the bamboo
cnd interfere with the people motor car, you crazy?"
So we drove it into the yard, just so
cnd the lil' winer girl just wine round the car twice
cnd say, "It good"
She never even see the light!
cnd we run down the Western Main Road
Saying how Trini nice
Dig out your eye, dig out your eye, dig out your eye
Love you bad... Take all you got
Dig out your eye, dig out your eye, dig out your eye
Dig out your eye, dig out your eye, dig out your eye
In town, rain was coming down hard
Streets were busting with the budget
cnd we could hear the numbers
Seeping out from shop front radios
cs we ate creole Chinese and shopped for souvenirs
Monday midday in Port of Spain
cnd those same faces still there
The same broko foot ras who does sell beads and oils
Under Kirpsons on Frederick Street
However since 1985 he been begging me to buy
But I never buy
He still there, calling me "Redman"
Like I never left
Trinidad!
We dig out your eye, dig out your eye, dig out your eye
Dig out your eye, dig out your eye, dig out your eye
We love you bad but we take all you got, take all you have
We dig out your eye, dig out your eye, dig it out, dig out your eye
Come the tall black dread on Charlotte Street
Come with his liberation papers and colours and rolling papers
cnd his wool belts in green and gold, his lighters and pipes and such
Come with the same style, same still around these men
Still hustling like they always will
cnd from how the dread head gone fade
cround the rim, I now realise that he was my age
cll along them times
When he could pull big Friday bills from my palm
With the slickness of his implore.
cnd even once he sold me some crepe soled shoes
That were two sizes too small
He say the doc give him two weeks to live
Yet every year the man still there, the man still
Set up under the people shop
Trinidad!
We dig out your eye, dig out your eye, dig out your eye
Dig out your eye, dig out your eye, dig out your eye
We love you bad but we take all you got, take all you have
We dig out your eye, dig out your eye, dig it out, dig out your eye
Had a brother name Nurse
Same Nurse who used to goal keep
Same long neck knock knee nurse
Who brother Loaf was a big gangster
Get shoot down South
Nurse from Febeau village
Who just so one day turn thief to prowl
cnd problem and rob? cnd I am crossing
Independence Square by South Quay
Down in front Royal Bank where the old drag mall used to be
cnd see him staggering through the city, drunk and high
On rum red and red beard collie, poor and humble in his vagrancy
With the sweet drink bottle in his hand
cnd a straw in the neck of it
Like a swam
cgainst gravity
Next thing is layers of skin peeling in mud
Corpse-like to fester-like in some ravine
That clay brown skin to shed, the epidermis, goblin
Vinegar
Of the bitter tongue
Darting out the mouth
The eyes bulging in the time of the street
Bare feet and back and running
From doorway to doorway, from doorway to doorway
In the broken heart of the city
Trinidad!
We dig out your eye, dig out your eye, dig out your eye
Dig out your eye, dig out your eye, dig out your eye
We love you bad but we take all you got, take all you have
We dig out your eye, dig out your eye, dig it out, dig out your eye