Every there was Black
So they killed ‘em all
And left.
This belongs to Carl Or Karl Jung
We are Redheads of the Night
Can you count how many of us are Philosophically-Oriented
?
We are NOT AFRICANS ANYMORE
?
We are from ATLANTIS
We built the PYRAMIDS
?
When the history will appear to you
Luke becomes a doctor
In your good news
The pastors from American Televangelly
Must come and preach to the communists they prayed with
Who ate their rice like politician’s rice and half de Rica of rice or beans god forbid of garri
Enter the Garbadromes
A true pro-miniature
Containing la cuisine mobile
Enter the Garbaadromes
Mini mobile kitchen Of Abidjan
West Africa
We have the will to at least reduce the Yoke of Garba
By making him have a permanent Drôme
At any junction
DUI
Eggs are the main dish
Mobile onion salt and pepper
Ha money noney money
And garbadromes or wars
Are the roots of all evils
The teen will fall
For a garnadromes
Make us paradise
Make coup’s