Biafra - Zounds

Biafra - Zounds
Black were the people in the country of Biafra
On the continent of Africa
Where the sun beat down like fire
The people and their babies
Had teeth and mouths and bellys
Like all people on the planet
It was food that fueled their bellys
They worked and farmed and traded
So that not a mouth went empty
For everyone was plenty
When the wealth has shared out fairly
They were diligent and peaceful
Quite content resourceful
Like all the people on the planet
They had a fate most foul and dreadful
And black is the petrol
Were they flown around in engine
Transported very quickly to another destination
It's important it's vital
It's the drug and we're the addicts
More and more and more
Must come to satisfy the habits
Now people of the kingdom
That have lakes of oil beneath them
If you look on maps of Africa
You will find Biafra on them
People of the kingdom
That have lakes of oil beneath them
If you look on maps of Africa
You will find Biafra on them
People of the kingdom
That have lakes of oil beneath them
Look on maps of Africa
You will find Biafra on them
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