BIGGIE IRIE - Band on Fyah

 

(Top)
It’s party time again, we jamming till morning,
De music in we soul, it mek de bumper roll.
De gal dem looking nice, de drinks dem dey pon ice,
We still nah goin’ home, till de morning come.
(Chorus)
Down de road dis band is on Fyah, ehh oh,
We raise up we flag and push it up higher, ehh oh,
De festival blazing party on fyah, ehh oh,
So raise up ya flag and push it up higher ehh oh,
(All day, all nite, all day, all right)
(All day, all nite, party)
 

(Verse 1)
We doan give a damn because we just doan care,
Festival time it’s in the atmosphere,
Bajan and Trini jam as one, Lucian and Vinci in de sun,
Caribbean people having fun. Yeah ah
(Top)
It’s party time again, we jamming till morning,
De music in we soul, it mek de bumper roll.
De gal dem looking nice, de drinks dem dey pon ice,
We still nah goin’ home, till de morning come.
(Chorus)
Down de road dis band is on Fyah, ehh oh,
We raise up we flag and push it up higher, ehh oh ,
De festival blazing party on fyah, yeah ah,
So raise up ya flag and push it up higher,
(All day, all nite, all day, all right)
(All day, all nite, party)




(Verse 2)
De tension must ease and all ah de stress must go,
Leh we do it like there’s no tomorrow,
All ah we riding on a high,
You doan have to ask cos you know why,
Sound de big ting and doan let it die.
(Top)
Cos it’s party time again, we jamming till morning,
De music in we soul, it mek de bumper roll.
De gal looking nice, de drinks dem dey pon ice,
We still nah goin’ home, till de morning come.
(Breakdown)
On de road, we jamming coming down,
On de road, de old mix wid de young,
On de road, we in de boiling sun,
On de road, we tight and having fun.
(Chorus)
Down de road dis band is on Fyah, yeah ah,
We raise up we flag and push it up higher, yeah ah,
De festival blazing party on fyah, yeah ah,
So raise up ya flag and push it up higher,
(All day, all nite, all day, all right)
(All day, all nite, party)
 

(Verse 3)
What’s mine is yours and what’s yours is mine,
And if ya like it, come and enjoy dis lime,
Last time ya tell me was so nice,
So ah come to give it to ya twice,
Caribbean people got de vibes.
 

(Top)
Cos it’s party time again, we jamming till morning,
De music in we soul, it mek de bumper roll.
De gal looking nice, de drinks dem dey pon ice,
We still nah goin’ home, till de morning come.
(Chorus)
Down de road dis band is on Fyah, ehh oh,
We raise up we flag and push it up higher, yeah ah,
De festival blazing party on Fyah, yeah ah,
So raise up ya flag and push it up higher,
(Breakdown)
On de road, we jamming coming down,
On de road, de old mix wid de young.
On de road, we in de boiling sun,
On de road, we tight and having fun.
On de road, de party never done,
On de road, de riddim ha fe gwaan.
On de road, gal whining in de band,
On de road, man jamming on woman.
On de road, from Bridgetown to port ah Spain,
On de road, oh gorm, we doing it again.
On de road, is plenty bacchanal,
On de road, is jam and drinks and gal.
On de road, we still nah goin home,
On de road, till we see de sun.