For Harry Belafonte: The Banana Republic Song

By Selwyn Duke —— Bio and Archives December 19, 2012

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Jail-bro, Jail-ail-ail-bro Darkness come and me hate ma' home Jail, me say jail, me say jail, me say jail Me say jail, me say jail-ail-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 jail-ail-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 spider 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 jail-ail-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, jail-ail-ail-bro Darkness come and me hate ma' home Jail, me say jail, me say let 'em all flail Me say jail, me say jail-ail-ail-bro Darkness come and me hate ma' home