sugar island cuba you lay there just for fun with all your colours and your pelts a treasure in the sun sugar island cuba you lay there just for fun with all your colours and your pelts a treasure in the sun dabadabadabadabada dabadabadabada castro makes the poor man rich and rings the rich man s knell he makes the island grey and pale i wish he were in hell castro makes the poor man rich and rings the rich man s knell he makes the island grey and pale i wish he were in hell dabadabadabadabada dabadabadabada dabadabadabadabada dabadabadabada sugar island cuba you are no more for sale this castro makes the poor man rich he makes the flowers pale sugar island cuba you are no more for sale this castro makes the poor man rich he makes the flowers pale dabadabadabadabada dabadabadabada