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Lyrics
When I find myself insolvent, bill collectors call on me
Speaking words of anger. So I let, the phone ring.
In those weeks of brokeness, between rent and the 15th
I don’t want to hear it. I’m gonna let it ring.
Ring, ring, leave a message.
As long as I’m still broke, and I got assholes bugging me
There won’t be an answer. Nope! I’m gonna let it ring.
My paycheck has departed, nevermore to be seen.
But there’s a chance that I might answer. Psych! I’m gonna let it ring.
Ring, ring, leave a message.
At night I’m never lonely. They keep calling me.
It’ll be the same tomorrow. I’m gonna let it ring.
I’ll wake up when the phone rings. Check the caller ID
Tuck my head back under the pillow, and let it ring
Ring, ring, leave a message.
And as I sleep, I will dream
I will dream that I’m a super-cool Jamaican rapper
Coming to your financial rescue.
My rap will stop all the collection agencies
From harassing poor folks who just need a break
And it’ll go some’ting like deee’is:
Dis here’s straight outta a imaginary dancehall in Kingston, Jamaica.
Jamaica in my braina…
Dis time a da mownt, me got no monay
Dey cyall I & I, mahning night and noonday
I & I just wanna be lef’ alone
Best me can do – stop answerin da phone
Farst week a da month, me ‘ave too much faan
Rest a da month, me eat Taap Ramaan
Dey do not cyare, when me say go away
Best me can do - let de phone ring
Ring, let it. Let it ring all de day.
Ring, let it. Let it ring all de day.
I & I na-gwain, pick up da phone
Til ‘ell freeze over and de cyows come a ‘ome
Ring, let it. Let it ring all de day.
Ring, let it. Let it ring all de day.
