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Verse
1
Who is the winner,
after the panorama
Is to hear the people
when they talking on the
corner
Who is the real winner,
after the panorama
Everybody feel dat dey band better
But when the judges tally up the
score,
You expecting to get more
Now yah pride gone out the door,
that is for sure
But you have to go out there;
Play yah Pan like you ain’t care
Tell yourself is the people have yuh
there
No fear
Chorus
(Man, you is the
people’s choice) x 2
Yah band is the people’s choice,
Put up yah hand and rejoice
When yah come to play,
The people does break away
If you see them rock and sway,
Like “Kitchie” they dingolay
When yah see yah start yah song,
The people does jump around
Ah telling yah ten thousand strong,
Leave the South and come to town
People’s choice,
Man you is the people’s choice
Ah telling yuh
When yah see you looking wet,
Man the people start to fete - Hey!
Verse
2
Judges ’round ah
table,
Man we know dat they able
But why so much people keep saying
They giving trouble
Judges ’round ah table,
Man we know that they able
To judge Pan you got to be ah rebel
’Cause is thousands on the barber
greene,
Thousands more around the scene
Thousands in the North and Grand,
Waving they hand
But something here cyah be real,
After you done jump and ‘screel’
Like a racehorse,
Yuh band way down the field - for
real
Chorus
Verse 3
Standing ovation was ah instant
reaction
Is to see the Pan lovers
How dey throwing up dey hand
Standing ovation was ah instant
reaction
Everybody express satisfaction
Because de arranger - he had it
hard,
Night and day in the Pan yard
Along with de drill master over and
over
Sometimes we doh hah no light,
But we got to get it right
We pull number six
So tonight is licks, licks, licks
Chorus
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