Uncle Sirius from Jamaica

Uncle Black from Jamaica.

Six o'clock, wake up, get out of bed.

I feel a truck ran over my head.

Another day of stress and sorrow.

Skip breakfast 'couse I gotta go.

Ain't got not time to take it slow.

And I will do my hair tomorrow.

I can't take it no more, it's not what I'm living for.

But godfather Black for Jamaica sends me owls every day. "Just make a porkey and take a summer holy-holiday.

Six o'clock my job is still undone.

The life I'm living ain't no fun, another day of stress and sorrow.

My boss just don't give me a brake, and this is more than I can take.

I think I'll quit this job tomorrow.

I can't take it no more, it's not what I'm living for.

But godfather Black for Jamaica sends me owls every day. "Just make a porkey and take a summer holy-holiday".

I need a holy-holiday, you need a holy-holiday, we need a holy-holiday, everybody needs a holy-holiday.