One Man One Gun

Bi o fo koto yo fo kengbe
Bi o fo koto yo fo kengbe
Ija ahere yo fo koto
Bi o fo koto yo fo kengbe
Ija ahere yo fo koto
Agodo de omo abiro kan go o
Ahaja walu de omo ami yara e peke peke
Oro lu re e wa feti gbe yawo oro

Here we are again
The season of slogans
Appear like solar rains
The horse, the Trojans and lightening fame
The breath of winds and furious flames
There is no restrain
Tongues... wag like rattle tails, telling tattle tales
Of cock robins
And red ribbons
Of the best, of nests and eternal rests
Of ideals and ordeals again and again
Here we are again
Autocrats and kleptocrats
Mount the pulpits of democrats
Preaching the sermon of grains
The paradox of flagellations
Charmed tongues and seductions
Unleash words blistered and broken
Listen to the unspoken
Now we hear again
That when it showers upon the plains
All are stained sire, page or sage
They re-appear, again and again
Some insane others in vain
Say, where are your whips
Where are your chains
Are we no more the dark face of shame
Are you no more the god-head that reigns
Here we are again
And we ask again
For what purpose
For what end
A brand new ray or the devil's pay day
Why must we kneel on dusty pews
Awaiting the miracle of rice and stew
Foxes, hyenas, snakes and shrews
Make oath upon the holy book
To keep watch over the chicken coop

Ojo pe ariwo gbaye
Asiko polongo pero segba wolu de
O feju toto bina joko
Okiki wa ran monmon o gbile bi orun ojo
Enu oni dake ejo wewe mo
Ete o si malu rawon pepe pe awon a ma
Jo lebelebe bi lebe ojo itan ijapa ohun obo awon gbile bi oowe
O ma gbo to ba ti se weliweli bi eji bi ere oselu ba ti ro soso so bi ojo
Tori telemu ni o fata banu abalo ababo
Okoko to lo le okirolaro otubate iro ni pelu e tan
E he tiri kin lo dee
Ta ma kunle lebutu reti iresi iyanu ohun omitoro ti kolokolo ikoko
Atejo yo ma fi iwe mimo buro etan lasan ko wa ladie mi
Tori eni kan ibo kan ibon kan eni iwoye kan eni kan nkan ija kan
Ti won ba ko tan o ba gbo adorigbongbo yo gbongbononikumo yo kumo
Oro re e gboro yi seri p'oro yi gberoo

Today like every freaking day
I inspect life
Stage by stage
Rage by rage, phrase by phrase
And pray
That we appease the gloom that looms
In the graffiti whose screams are beyond mere dreams
Kill the fears of fading blooms
Kiss the tears
Of bleeding moons
If fortune plays misfortune's tune
And decrees craft degrees of greed
Pay no homage to bloody goons
And always heed this simple creed
'Tis a duty that we owe
One man... One vote or
One man... One bullet, One target
One man... One vote or
One man one mallet, one hatchet
One vote for every man
Or a Kalashnikov
In every hand