people can feel the misery

It's time Bee Anne

You have to end

The people can feel the misery

It's time to take a bow

And quit the stage

You don't have to blame

You don't have to tell lies

The decades of divide and rule

You make the nation a poor

In unity of our colourful people

Why don't you look inwards?

See what you have done those years?

Greed, corruption and lies

Putting blame on others

You try to paint you are good

But alas you aren't the saint

You are the poor demon trying to hit high

You will steal or rob or lie to get there

The power corrupts you thoroughly

Yet you don't say the truth

It's time Bee Anne

Pack you bag leave the stage

You don't have to use your tricks

We have seen it work on the years

We aren't born yesterday