The past is a foreign country: they do things differently there.

If the national symbols were created today ...




National Anthem
1. O land of offshore wheezes
And verdant greenbacks fair
With the Creator's glory
Ripped up 'bout everywhere.
O sea of lies both white and grey
Merging to darkest black.
Our young men heading Northward,
Because of guns and crack


Chorus:


Once welcoming isle, set in blue Caribbean Sea,
I'm leaving, leaving very soon, O dangerous isle, I flee
Although I once roamed widely,
Without hindrance or let,
Dealers, gangstas, pimps and ho's
Soon put and end to that.


2. Away from ghetto blasters,
Their booming cankerous Rap,
Words without shame or decency,
A philosophy of crap.
Like Mount Trashmore's rare aroma,
Which wafts down unto the sea,
Our politics are garbage.
I won't be missing thee.


Chorus


3. When tired of all excitement
And glam'rous worldly care,
I'd fly on down to Cayman
And find a welcome there
But greed and spite and envy
Have claimed most every man
'Tis then I mourn the place that was
Beloved Isle Cayman.

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