[Intro – Sung, echo FX]
Oh, we go where no one dared to go,
To the sun, at night, just so you know!
SA's got plans, they wild and bold,
From Bra Zuma to Juju's gold!
[Verse 1 – Rap-Talk, bounce beat]
Russia said they reached the stars,
USA flexed with lunar cars,
Then Zuma said, “We going higher!”
“Landing on the sun, just dodge the fire!”
USA laughed, “That’s suicide, mate,”
But Malema said, “Relax, we’ll go late.”
"Night time trip, it’s cool and nice,”
“Pack some snacks and a block of ice.”
[Chorus – Sung, choir echo harmony]
We going to the sun at night,
We got candles in case there’s no light,
SA plans are next-level hype,
With a GPS from Fourways’ flight!
We don’t stress, we improvise,
We’ll even take Nando’s and pap with fries!
[Verse 2 – Rap-skit, beat drop with laughter FX]
Loadshedding hit – we light candles again,
Bra Sipho built a stove with a fan and a hen,
Minibus taxi with a spaceship vibe,
“Two more, boss!” before we take that ride.
ANC had a meeting – it started at ten,
But ended next week 'cause they argued again,
Someone brought chakalaka to fix the roads,
While the DJ shouted, “Wena, decode the codes!”
[Bridge – Call & Response style]
“Zuma, did you count the costs?”
(He said…) “Ehh… Nine hundred… uh… billion… lost.”
Malema’s red beret flew off in the breeze,
He said, “Even Eskom can’t stop my steeze!”
[Verse 3 – Full bounce, gqom synths blend]
Tenders flying like boerewors at a braai,
SAA booked a trip but forgot to fly,
Our rocket’s built from bottle tops and pride,
With a chicken as co-pilot on the side.
Vuvuzelas in space, we make some noise,
Playing gqom beats with the cosmos boys,
ANC’s anthem? “Don’t worry, relax!”
While the Wi-Fi dies but we still send faks!
[Outro – Spoken, dramatic tone + choir echo]
If the sun’s too hot, don’t cause a fright,
We South Africans just go at night.
With braai tools packed and a bottle of Coke,
SA lands on stars with one good joke!
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