BarbaDOS Becoming BarbaRIC In Habits

Beautiful, Beautiful Barbados

A land in the Caribbean Sea

Rest over for the migratory albatross

Becoming their growing mortuary

As a youngster we sung a song

Don’t know its title but called it “I say B”

Over and over spelling BarbaDOS as we sang along

Singing of our Island and its beauty

But the spelling of the song is changing

Erasing DOS and replacing it with RIC

Cause now the Island is raging

Of immoral conduct and inhumanity

Migratory birds have long enjoyed

Island swamps and our sandy shores

Now their sanctuary is destroyed

Got a problem the Government ignores

Birds wishing to Decompress Overnight Safely

Are seen to Descend On Shore

Requiring a Drink Of Springs urgently

Bravely Drift Over Swamps like before

And so they savored our Delicious Organic Sweets

Relish them without a care

It is all changed now because a bird now meets

Crossfire with bullets blanketing the air

I notice Riffle Imitating Canon

Noticed we’re Rapidly Inviting Criminals here

How this Repeated Insensitive Carnage begun

And how our Residents Irrational Culture did appear

Bajans now Rally Insidious Cars on the circuits

In the street we see Revelers Indecently Clad

This Beautiful BarbaDOS Becoming BarbaRIC in habits

Something is sad when Bajans Gone Bad