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Sung by STEVE
SEALY
VERSE
1
Look at how this
nation, does go through a transformation
Like de problems just
disappear, at this time of year
Cause is party time,
and is fete and lime
Rhythm in de street,
sound like a ragga soca beat
Well bacchanal, cyar
stay out of de Carnival
Ya just bound to see
we on the big screen TV
When we jumping in
sweet T and T
CHORUS
Celebration happening on the street
Oh gawm, how it sweet
Celebration happening
in de yard
Bassman, like he mad
Count ya blessings,
come and join dis party, baby
Jump in de band,
honey, and put up ya hand, baby
Doh wanna lose it, ya
feel de music, go directly to ya brain
Ya feel de passion; ya
know de rhythm, go infect ya thru ya veins
Ya still wonder how
come, music from an oil drum
Could hypnotize, and
mesmerize, all ah we
VERSE 2
When ya see my nation,
jumping up in celebration
Like a tension filling
de air, as de time draws near
For de Carnival, for
de festival
Well open your eyes,
ya could see a paradise
We reach a stage,
every year we start a new page
Can’t you see that de
world want to emulate we
When we jamming in
sweet T and T.
CHORUS
VERSE 3
We go through de
motion, but there is a higher notion
Why is only a one-off
affair, think right through de year
‘Bout
de calypso, on de radio
Watch de royalty,
going out of T and T
Appreciate, dis
sincere plea to celebrate
So excuse me for
sharing dis philosophy
When we talking ‘bout
sweet T and T
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