They say meh country so stressfull, so tense
With race, hate, young jail bait, too much violence
Girl pack up and go, leave sweet Trinbago
I tell dem no way (no way)
How de people small-minded, macoscious and loud
Of bobol and scandal they boastful and proud
Yet somehow I see, all this foolery
As window dressing, dey still ah blessing
You see ah just eat ah curry-cue
Peas, rice and cascadoux
Two crab and callaloo
Meh neighbor just gimme
Nah leaving (nah leaving)
Meh navel string so deep and freedom doh come cheap
Where else in de world you know
Sweet Pan and Calypso
People just overflow two days in the street
Nah leaving (nah leaving)
Is here wey conceive me, is here ah go dead
The heart of my people is of solid gold
Of Soca dey move you with rythym and soul
So who want to leave, because dey believe
Dat out dey easy, I say dey crazy