Political Caption Competition
How many frightened angry white people can National fit into one room?
Lighter shade of pale.
A Lynch of National Voters.
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Uncle Bob discussed this in song…
“Crazy Baldheads”
Them crazy, them crazy
We gonna chase those crazy
Out of town
Chase those crazy baldheads
Out of our town
Ah I and I build the cabin
Ah I and I plant the corn
Didn’t my people before me
Slave for this country
Now you look me with this scorn
Then you eat up all my corn
We gonna chase those crazy
Chase them crazy
Chase those crazy baldheads
Out of town
Sta-diddly doo dit stip stop steal dil ya do stop steal ya diddily dil ya di day
Sta diddly diddly diddly diddly diddly diddly do da dit sta ba do stop stilly di dread
Build your penitentiary, we build your schools
Brainwash education to make us the fools
Hate is your reward for our love
Telling us of your God above
We gonna chase those crazy
Chase those crazy bumpheads
Chase those crazy baldheads
Out of the yown
Here comes the conman
Coming with his con plan
We won’t take no bribe
We’ve got to stay alive
We gonna chase those crazy
Chase them crazy baldheads
Chase those crazy baldheads
Out of the yown
This from King Bob the 1st and the Wailers; that’s our sort of Bob.
Thoughtful reply as ever from ’Warbler.
I still have bragging rights as an attendee at Bob Marley’s famous 1979, April 16, Easter Mon. Concert at Western Springs. My best friend then was cousin of Herbs drummer Fred Faleauto, we taped the whole concert on a giant ’blaster, no probs with security, and played it at work for years in a South Auckland car plant, Freddy gave us a bunch of Jamaican singles with big holes (Club) that the touring party gifted him, and we never forgot Bob.