Lyrics:
Sugar island CubaYou lay there just for funWith all your colours and your peltsA treasure in the sun( 2 x )DabadabadabadaDabadabadabadaCastro makes the poor man richAnd rings the rich man's nellHe makes the island grey and paleI wish he were in hell( 2 x )DabadabadabadaDabadabadabadaSugar island CubaYou are no more for saleThis Castro makes the poor man richHe makes the flowers pale( 2 x )DabadabadabadaDabadabadabada