1. Ookan – Otu - Daya
The days are dark and the light is scarce.
Our good is bad, contrasting days gone past.
Our morals are weak because the powers are corrupt.
Our future is bleak, too bleak for comfort.
Friendly foes finished the visions of our forefathers.
Deathly doves destroyed their dreams like dull dastards.
The people have been duped, the people have been swindled.
Need exists for a people’s coup, so our passion is rekindled.
Protest your agony, protest your sorrow
Protest in harmony for a better tomorrow.
If we truly are one, then together we must fight.
If not, we’re none and this shall be our plight.
2. Abuo – Biyu – Eji
Things fall apart, the centre cannot hold.
The middle can’t be alert, for the rock is old.
And so also, are the aged stones around him
Blocking the path of prosperity, as it has been seen.
Grandfathers who have become chess masters
Watch with good humour as the nation scatters.
Rulers of darkness in high places
With lying tongues and a thousand faces
Thieves and fraudsters of organized crime
Steal and steal, and steal till your last dime
They own the catchers so they can’t be caught.
All commissioners of crime for what it’s worth.
Robbing on a daily, they’ve plucked the fruits
Sucking all the nutrients meant for the youths.
The truth is bitter, a fact you cannot miss.
But the lack of knowledge makes ignorance seem bliss
You have been robbed, so open your eyes
And speak and protest, and Revolutionalize.
3. Uku – Eta – Atoo
I will lay off the government today
For them to change is all we can pray.
I shall leave politics alone
For what have prior efforts shown?
“People with without power” aka “Power to the people”.
Deluded of wholesomeness when we are still crippled.
We cannot walk and we cannot talk
And to alive is most times based on luck.
Are we weak or just ignorant?
Why did our African spirit become so dormant?
A backward landscape with thieves as rulers
Not great thinkers nor mighty doers.
We stay in silence and let them get away,
As though we are mindless with nothing to say.
To one and other, we lament and complain
About a system certifiably insane.
We are the problem and we are the solution
They are the sinners and they need absolution
We need to speak and we need talk
Let our voices be heard at the rock.
These men need to pay and the time is due
I am tired of being laid back and so are you.
So we must rise up and open our eyes
For the answer now is to Revolutionalize.
4. Eerin – Asaato – Hudu
Allison, Allison, come out, come out
Allison, Allison, Mrs Chop-and-clean-mouth
After the deal, did the dollars taste nice?
After the meal, did the pounds need spice?
Gradually your vanity upon vanity led to your calamity
Then you had to run, had to flee with immediate alacrity
We want to know, do you sleep well at night?
We need to know, do the bugs still bite?
Because we, the scammed have been bitten.
We, the duped, haven’t eaten
Allison stole it all and ate it whole.
Now you’ve gained the world,
Wait till you lose your soul
‘Oh I feel faint from all this maney’
That’s the story of our Dizzy Annie
I hope this has inspired you in some way.
Cheers.