THE SECRETS LIE

Lingam brags
The black broker in the city
Fixing up dreams
Venturing into the realm
Of powers can be made
On people willing to sell

In behind scenes
The exercises of greed
It lies between the powers
And goodnights sleep

The road to Prince’s Road
Tar of black gold
Streets full of coconut trees
Shaking all the way

The pictures of arrogance
The birds of feathers fly together
Digging up the tar road
What you see the hidden secrets

Nobody tries it
The corrupted officials watching
The black tar road to Prince’s Road
Only rendezvous will make it

Lingam brags
The sleeping beauty winks
A few latches everything runs smoothly
For a white horse
It never comes at all

The secrets lie
On the tar road to Prince’s Hill
The corrupted officials watching
Least someone steals the show