When
Ramadan is over
The
Old Man will crack his whip
The
leaders of his former party
They
better get ready
The
Old Man is waiting
Let
them have the free rope
Let
them play with it
Until
it rounds them up
The
sins of the past
It
will come knocking at the door
The
leaders of Bee Anne
They
will face the law
No
doubt now they speak
Though
the lies still print in the news
The
scandals will be known
As
the red files slowly emerged
When
Ramadan is over
The
long arm of the law will begin
The
leaders of Bee Anne
If
you are clean you will be free
The
karma hits the trail
It
will come standing at your door
You
will live to feel the shame
The
Old Man doesn't want your name
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