If I die,
Let me be buried in this vault
Let my casket be of gold
Let my body be embalmed with spices
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Last Night
Last Night it was
That the temples of history were pulled down
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I'd loved to wear your royal robes
But I prefer my robes of rag
I'd loved to wear your scent and 'fume
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Iyalaya
I went to deliver your message
When they attacked me
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Marshed Morsels
Meticulously moved like
Mounds moisted in Melon Soup and Marches into Moon
More Morsels! More!
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I am a ladder
Lying like a railway track
I have rail lines like rungs
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Brick by brick
phase by phase
the rumbles of the first
fast becomes another
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(For 'Zambia- Anglomoz'
For the boundaries of Angola and Mozambique Halls, Obafemi Awolowo University, Ile-Ife.)
Let me hear this voice again
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See her walk with poise
Ssh! Don't make a noise
Watch her awesome carriage
Little wonder Esau considered pottage
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