SANDO BACCHANAL - Lyrics

Verse 1

This is my intention  these facts you must understand, when people come for carnival, billed as the greatest festival, there is no mention who pays attention, bout what happens in the southland, we have good good bands, and we own radio station to service San Fernandians

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Sando carnival down south, does have ral bacchanal, sando carnival down south, does have real bacchanal, it's so unique, ah cultural treat, moko jumbies on the street, man woman child in the burning heat, music so sweet must move your feet, the whole ah south upbeat, for the festival, is jam down coffee street so hysterical, sometimes even so comical, tourists and dem national ,join hands for the festival, baccanal, for the carnival, colorful and musical,so very inspirational          

Verse 2

Ask the historians have we produced champions Maritime Hatters Guinness Cavilers Panorama Champs of yester year, World Festival Winners 2000 yes the Skiffle Bunch represented with distinction, yes we talking pan LONDON, USA, SWITZERLAND the south band won that competition .

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Verse 3

Talking calypso and mass, you'll find the south moving fast, remember MANYARD AND COPELAND CARVELHO AND THE KALLICHARANS, Produced plenty multi-colored bands, Down in the southland To show the world how we talent span, Stalin bun dem in competition, Iwer, Superblue and the Midget man, Ah touch of class and true  perfection.             

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JAM  BRIDGE     w hat's that ah hearing, it sound like Sand City jamming, could it be Skiffle Bunch playing, Over dey! Look Fonclair coming, The sweet music sweet sweet, The jam is on coffee street, What's dat ah seeing, People stick fighting, Tourists video taping, Look how many cameras flashing, the sweet sweet sweet, Who late will miss this treat.

Verse 4   

2K7 PANORAMA, Reported to be the best ever, So when its nice you do it twice, It shouldn't come like no surprise, Panorama should be in south again, So doh be insane, To leave it up dey in Port of Spain  Well its back to late nights again, The judges dem who go feel the pain, But ah sure it wouldn't be in vain.    

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JAM