To Hell or Barbados

All the gold and soft silked sand That surrounds this pretty island Must have seemed like prison walls Steely-bars In this playground of the rich All the yachts and champagne lavished I still see a lonely child Watch the stars Oliver, your evil deeds Many still condone You sent me far across the sea To be owned To hell or Barbados To hell or Barbados To hell on Barbados We were sent It's a heaven on this earth A creator's work of art And the sun sets o'er the sea So divine And a whiplash licks my heels How my scorched skin bursts and peels No my people were not made For these burning fields Oliver, your evil deeds Many still condone But your crime of slavery Goes unknown Good men like old Wilberforce They came far too late Far too late to save us From the fate Of hell or Barbados Of hell or Barbados To hell or Barbados We went To hell or Barbados To hell or Barbados To hell on Barbados We were sent Hold on No, no, no, no, no Don't ever let go of my hand But they prised us apart Ran a sword through my heart Sent us on our way Hold on No, no, no, no, no Don't ever let go of my hand But they prised us apart Ran a sword through my heart Sent us on our way Hold on No, no, no, no, no Don't ever let go of my hand But they prised us apart Ran a sword through my heart Sent me on my way To hell or Barbados To hell or Barbados To hell on Barbados We went To hell or Barbados To hell on Barbados To hell on Barbados We went