Mr. Consular Man

I've been away in another land For over nine years

Had to return to Jamaica now To set my way clear

I had to go to the embassy

To be interviewed by men of authority

Who didn't want to see I go Through

So they did all that they could do Just to slow I down

Harsh authority was impound

So then I realise I was bound in a jam down

For so long, for so long,

For so long, so long, long, long, long

You Mr. Consular man, how come you de pon mi

Case so long I know deep in your heart

You don't want to see me Go through

So you started to do, that which you do best

Being a pest to I, Being a pest to I

You start by asking a whole lot of questions

And even when you get the right anwser

You don't seem to be satisfy

So you ask the same question again

Thinking maybe I got no brain to know

You want to kris cross my mind

To use your immigration fine

I didn't say nothing wrong I didn't do nothing wrong

You made your own clue

Because you didn't want I to go Mr. Consular Man

How come you hold on to I man.

A lot of man try to sojourn the land

And when they reach up to your hand

All you do is spoil their plan

I'm wondering if you are human

Mr. Consular Man, Where is your humanitarian?

Next thing you start with your computer

And so you start to type I a letter

Everything was in your favour

You also had a faulty behaviour

Mr. Consular Man, How come you hold on pon I man?