Текст песни Kerry Packer - Mighty Sparrow

I say ban them immediately, I'm the man in authority.
If I say you play, you play. If I tell you nay, is nay.
Anytime I drop you you flop,
Good form could never bring you back up.
I remain cricket lord and its master,
I go fire all them Packer player
'Cause the public is so apathetic,
They go talk but goin' do nothing about it.
Captain Lloyd and Murray mustn't be scared,
But it's a pity to lose Vivi Richards.
But they went and signed for money with Kerry Packer
And no one makes a fool of Stollmeyer.

British court say Packer is right,
But in sport we have grudge and spite.
Tell Packer when I am sore, I ain't obeying no law.
He hire some a me best men, but I go victimize all oem.
Cricket fans never more will see Holding,
Desmond Haynes, Gordon Greenidge and Austin.
We don't need Andy Roberts, Croft and Garner
When we have superstar Vanburn Holder.
The selectors obey me like children,
That is why they didn't pick Bernard Julien.
They have fame, but they want money like me and Gerry,

So they won't play again in this country.

Policy? Hm, I alone know that.
Just agree to field, bowl and bat.
Human rights ain't in cricket, that is just a politic,
I am Stollmeyer cricket czar controlling the empire.
I ain't negotiating, I told them.
If they get money we can't control them.
A West Indian cricketer must always be broke,
It's then he does bowl fast and make pretty stroke.
Packer players showing off under floodlight,
Using white ball and playing cricket in the night.

Packer refuse to treat them like wild animal,
So we ain't going to rent him the Oval.

In my day, cricket was bright, bright;
I made plays to the crowd's delight.
Even though I am a snob, I always did a perfect job,
I used to bat and bowl strong,
Not like all a dem Packer clown.
I suggest that they all break their contract,
Only so I might take some a dem back.
And even so, they must all get down flat on their
Knees, Beg me please let them play for West Indies.
Sobers, Worrell and Learie get title
But money, we give them very little.
When they dead, write a book,
Say how good they used to play
My tradition is all cricket, no pay!