Words and Music: © 2000 by Tom Smith
We had lots of potlucks where I used to work. I sometimes made Divine Chili, Traci made her Taco Salad, Dennis baked cookies. Our former sales manager, Joe, made soup, which is kinda like saying God makes sunrises. Wow. Anyway, after one incredible example, sales rep Penny said or did one or two goofy things -- I can't remember what -- and the other sales rep, Robin, said, "What was in that soup, Joe -- ganga?" I overheard that, and this took about a half-hour to whip up (in between my other work, during computer lag times, which is either a paean to my songwriting speed or an indictment of the company's LAN). I was just going to do something quick, a verse or two as a private internal complement to the man and his creation, but the song kept getting sillier. The subtitle is, "Everything's Political in Reggae".
(Bob Marley-ish "boomp-wanka, wank, boomp-wanka, wank...")
De soup, it got noodles, dey soft to chew,
De soup, it got tomatoes, de soup, it got spice,
Police man, he come, an' he take my soup away,
De stew ain't de people's, de stew is de Man's,
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