THE WITNESSES!

I was young and now, am old;

Since mama born me into life;

Day long into night-every day;

In naira land, I’ve always seen:

The poor man, ayes, every day;

Bears inequity o the righteous.

Pls, shout ala-laya somebody!

Churching Sunday-a-Sunday;

“Pay ya tithe, and mountain;

Dem a gana be removed o..”

Sweet songs choristers sing.

After, poor man, him a pray:

“Katakiti kiti-kata kitikitikata;

Mountains, ye gana moved!”

Short while, worship’s over;

Pastor flies away in aircraft;

Poor man gnash inna teeth;

Walking in a scorching’ sun!

I was young and now, am old;

Since mama born me into life;

Day long into night-every day;

In naira land, I’ve always seen:

The poor man, ayes, every day;

Bears inequity o the righteous.

Pls, shout ala-laya somebody!

Churching Sunday-a-Sunday:

“Pay ya tithe, and mountain;

Dem a gana be removed o..”

Sweet songs choristers sing!

After, poor man, him a pray:

“Katakiti kiti-kata kitikitikata;

Mountains, ye gana moved!”

Short while, worship’s over;

Onna the way, going home;

Katakiti kiti-kata kitikitikata;

A truck driver lose control;

The poor man get crushed.

Churching day of funneral;

Hmn, let’s sing a new song:

“This world ain’t our home.”

Sweet songs choristers sing!

Short while, funeral’s over;

Pastor flies away in aircraft.

I was young and now, am old;

Since mama born me into life;

Day long into night-every day;

In naira land, I’ve always seen:

The poor man, ayes, every day;

Bears inequity o the righteous.

Pls, shout ala-laya somebody!

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