Dilly Dally

I rise each day
 To yet another shock
 From dis alarm clock culture
 And I miss de sound
 Of mi big red cock
 As him beat him chest
 And crow welcome song
 To de sun
 From de fowl shit covered
 Guava tree pon de hillside
 
 And de snooze button allow me five minute more
 To dream bout ackee and breadfruit
 And I get up and eat a bagel
 And worry bout mi love handle
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 Six layers a clothes
 And termal drawers
 And I still cold
 Another bridge mean more toll
 And de golden rule is
 Alternate-side parking
 
 And as de belly get fat
 Many tings bout Yard dat
 Used to be just a mere inconvenience
 Start to look like major incompetence
 Unscheduled power cut
 Daily
 Water lock off
 Bank pon short staff cause
 The morning was a little bit rainy
 Few telephones
 Dat's just how it is
 Yet everyone know
 Everyone else business
 Well I live in mi building for five years now
 And mi neighbours dem still don't know me
 But solace come from anonymity
 And every time I bite de apple
 De apple swallow me
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 So dem force me to buy
 A piece of the FBI
 CIA investment pie
 And dem give me a W2
 Form in lieu
 Of a receipt
 So now I'm funding a plot
 To get God shot
 Or something like dat
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 De Korean polish him apples dem clean
 And arrange dem in stacks of red, gold and green
 Say him want Rasta to feel welcome
 Seen?
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 Still I yearn for de breeze
 From de Natty Bay sea
 As it cool down de sweat pon me back
 I long to feed dry coc'nut to mi cock
 
 So I dilly
 And I dally
 And I wonder
 How much longer
 I can philander
 Cause each time I bite de apple
 It swallow a piece of me
 
 Still it hard to love de fruit
 If I never did climb de tree