When
there is no wrong
There
will not be a protest
We
have seen the ills of the nation
The
people can't take sleeping away
We
have to stop the fall
Before
the nation goes under
On
the heavy debts burden
Bee
Anne makes us suffer in pain
Belt
tightening Bee Anne preaches
In
its own turf they spend it all
The
merrymaking among the connections
As
if tomorrow will come in clean bill of health
The
Auditor General's report
It
never paints a favourable picture
The
wastage of funds blowing into the drain
And
nothing will be done to put the culprits in custody
When
there is no wrong
There
will not be a protest
The
parade on the streets
The
parade in the minds
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