Eyo on the Streets

Oh Nigeria...

Land of beauty, land of pain

We rise, we fall... we cry again

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Mama dey cry, no food for pot

Children dey roam, no light, no work

Baba dey sweat under sun so hot

Still nothing come, just empty talk

Roads are broken, schools dey fall

Hospitals empty, dem dey stall

Politicians promise, then dey withdraw

The poor man shout, but who go hear the call?

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Oh Naija, why you dey suffer like this?

With oil and gold, still we dey beg for peace

We carry hope like heavy load

But every day, e still dey choke

Oh Naija, why your people dey bleed?

We plant love, but na sorrow we reap

Tears for streets, songs of pain

We pray for sun, but we get rain

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Corruption deep like river Nile

Dem dey smile while we dey pile