Verse 1
I am addicted to pan
My darling please understand
When dem tenors tuning
I does forget everything I doing
If ya hear how my ears and them ringing
This music does make me feel to wine.... down low, I have to go
Chorus
The melody, it calling me
A rhythm, calling me Bacchanal, calling me Panorama, calling me
Savannah, calling me..... leh we go
I would help it if I can
But I have to meet the band
’Cause I love steelpan, I love pan
Verse 2
Imagine something so sweet Some say it sweeter than meat
And when they start playing
If you see de energy start rising
Dem fellas does have de people pumping
If ya see de North Stand start to wine...... down low, I have to go
Chorus
Jam
Jump up (jump up, jump up, but we going to tear dis place up boy) Hands up (hands up, hands up, hey keep jumping up, keep jumping up
Jump up (jump up, jump up, but we just can’t stop de waving boy)
Hands up (hands up, hands up, flags in de air)
Verse 3
Man ya could come go and see
In case ya doh believe me
When ya hear de bass drum
And ya see de way it move my bottom
And how de music does caress my eardrum
Ya go be the first in line to wine....down low, man come and go
Chorus
Repeat and fade with pan solo
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(For Panorama 2011)
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