By Selwyn Duke
As many of you know, singer Harry Belafonte recently suggested that Barack Obama handle dissenters the way a Third World dictator would. So in recognition of Belafonte’s contributions and because, since we’re getting musical here, “I’m Just Not Wild about Harry,” I’ve created “The Banana Republic Song.” It goes like this:
Jail-bro,
Jai-ai-ail-bro
Darkness come and me hate ma’ home
Jail, me say jail, me say jail, me say jail
Me say jail, me say jai-ai-ail-bro
Darkness come and me hate ma’ home
Play all night and sittin’ like a bum
Darkness come and me hate ma’ home
Whack opponents till the tyranny come
Darkness come and me hate ma’ home
Come, Mister tax man, tax the “man” now
Darkness come and me hate ma’ home
Come, Mister tax man, drain their accounts now
Darkness come and me hate ma’ home
It’s jackboot, jackboot, on-the-neck CRUNCH!
Darkness come and me hate ma’ home
Jackboot, jackboot, jail ‘em by the BUNCH!
Darkness come and me hate ma’ home
Jail, me say jai-ai-ail-bro
Darkness come and me hate ma’ home
Jail, me say jail, me say jail till they fail
Darkness come and me hate ma’ home
A federal punch, the “man” is ripe now
Darkness come and me hate ma’ home
Chide the deadly white tarantula
Darkness come and me hate ma’ home
It’s jackboot, jackboot, on-the-neck CRUNCH!
Darkness come and me hate ma’ home
Jackboot, jackboot, eat ‘em for LUNCH!
Darkness come and me hate ma’ home
Jail, me say jai-ai-ail-bro
Darkness come and me hate ma’ home
Jail, me say jail, me say jail till they wail…
Darkness come and me hate ma’ home
Come, Mister tax man, start tax plan now
Darkness come and me hate ma’ home
Come, Mister tax man, tax ‘em down low
Darkness come and me hate ma’ home
Jail-bro, jai-ai-ail-bro
Darkness come and me hate ma’ home
Jail, me say jail, me say let ‘em all flail
Me say jail, me say jai-ai-ail-bro
Darkness come and me hate ma’ home
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