VERSE 1
I don’t wanna be a guest in my home
I no want to dey feel like I be stranger with my very own
I want my people back at home to live in peace and unity o
All them wuru wuru people dey feed on we like bread and tea
Dem dey claim diplomatic immunity
On top of the civil political ingenuity
And them people dem using spirituality
Like a mask to hide their anxiety
Incase you no notice
There’s a guy on vacation called justice
When he approaches
You’ll be mumbling words like
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
[CHORUS:]
Monkey work Baboon chop
Fire in the jungle
Wata bang bang Wata Wata bang bang (x2)