Waking up every morning, to see the sun has set
Looking around, twist and yawn, the thermos is empty
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What a great day
When I am dead
When no longer need a bed
When I will be locked
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A layman am I an outcast, or nation's motto has changed?
In front of the secretary, a cheap man I stand
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This man who pulls my legs whenever I climb
This man who block the road when I pass
The man whose talks when I am gone
The man I fear the most
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They say I am a grandpa
My hair is grey I admit,
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When rainbow comes, sometimes I lost
To the marshland of my childhood
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When sunset arises I see them rising from the bush
Down the great river Nyabugogo with their frozen fingers
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