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| Tani maa mumi Fayose at High Court Ado-Ekiti |
Part 1
They slap Court Judges
In the “Land of Honour”
Eewo*! Yes, they slap Court Judges
In the “Land of Honour”
The sin-phony from falling blows
Tunes up to a harsh and ominous tenor Ayodele Fayose led thugs to beat up judges in Ekiti
They beat up the Law
And loot his pocket
Yes, they beat up the Law
And loot his pocket
Then club Court Clerks
And burn their docket
Ah, rogbodiyan**! The Temple of Justice
In such profane disarray
Rogbodiyan! The Temple of Justice
In such profane disarray
Fleeing lawyers have lost their wigs,
The “Land of Honour” its noble way
With absolute confidence and full command
The Rabble-Rouser, Chief Ass in this Assault
Yes o, in absolute confidence and full command
The Rabble-Rouser, Chief Ass in this Assault
Emperor-in-Waiting with a sleazy sway
Whose very presence is a mortal insult
My way, my way, or NO way, NO way!
His usual song, his usual story
Say, My way, my way, or NO way, NO way!
His usual song, his usual story
The mob who contrived his crown
Will surely face the future’s fury
* Abomination!
** Turmoil
Part 2
Slam shut the gate
The Barbarians are here again
Say, slam shut the gate
The Barbarians are here again
Their Stone Age shrieks and dumb insight
Lend a tune to our air of running pain
Behold this Medieval darkness
So soon after our rousing Renaissance
Hah, this Medieval darkness
So soon after our rousing Renaissance
Painful irony now, the “Land-of-Honour” tag
The news never comes today without its newsance
Days of dread, nights of terror
Shivering streets enslaved by fever
Alas, days of dread, nights of terror
Shivering streets enslaved by fever
The Id of Amin is out with its cannibal Ego
Dissident skulls in his capacious freezer
The people went to the market
They forgot their mind at home
They forgot their mind at home
Yes, the people went to the market
They left their minds at home
The gold which claimed their fortune
Is nothing more than a tinsel chrome
Here once again our season of shame
The Fountain of Knowledge a cesspool of weeds
Agbaga*!, here once again, our season of shame
The Fountain of Knowledge a cesspool of weeds
A rabid thug is back in the saddle
Another vulgar ride on our precious name
Part 3
They slap Court Judges
In the “Land of Honour”
Eewo*! Yes, they slap Court Judges
In the “Land of Honour”
And the Hero who wrought the feat
Is on his way to a national honour
Lawless country, unruly rulers
Primal jungle, mindless muddle
Haba, lawless country, unruly rulers
Primal jungle, mindless muddle
Shambling, shambling from error to error
Between the pit and the perilous puddle
In its stone castle near the desert
Abuja sees nothing, hears nothing
Say, somewhere near the desert
Abuja sees nothing, hears nothing
But who doesn’t know the mob magnate down south
Commits all his crime at Abuja’s imperial bidding?
This house is falling
Our rulers say it’s only swaying
Alas, this house is falling
But our rulers say it’s only swaying
The hyena laugh from the throne of power
Has kept the wise forever wondering
Impunity mates Immunity
And the union begat Imuniti*
Say, Impunity mated Immunity
And the union begat Imuniti
The land writhes in the stranglehold
Of those who handle our fate with levity
Unarrestability, beyond arrest; unaccountability
Niyi Osundare
Niyi Osundare
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