The
sharks still free
In
the deep oceans
They
show their fins
Nobody
dares to shoot
On
the land we see
The
human sharks walk tall
They
carry accounts of gold
The
Integrity Minister sleeping old
The
corruption index high
The
nation wants to progress
Into
the developing world
But
the human sharks make us empty
When
the time comes to sing
We
don't have the chords to unity
Everyone
sings out of keys
The
Integrity Minister sleeping old
The
power corrupted in the corridor
The
signs are there to be seen
The
apple polishers smile with joy
The
Integrity Minister sleeping old
The
honesty falls away
The
lies all come to stay
The
dictatorial democracy spins the tales
The
Integrity Minister sleeping old
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