9-4 locum, 5-9 cover
O my God oo
I didn't bargain for this
In my life oo
Left hand holding book, right hand in the air
Muttering words oo
I never knew twill be like this
Was deceived oo

They told us while in school
Pharmacists do make money oo
Living cool lives, stay in cool rooms
Making cool cash oo
What I came to meet and see
Is pure survival oo
If you don't have connection
What you'll see is rejection oo

Tell it to the birds, and the squirrels
What I pass through oo
Leaving cert holder open business
Making millions oo
Graduate apply, he employs him
And pay him peanuts oo
Which kind twist be this
Come be like nollywood oo

Spend time saving lives and healths
Yet, nothing in my savings oo
Trying to double hustle, to pay the bills
But money's still not enough oo
Working hard all day, thinking deep all night
How to make am oo
God please as we save lives
Keep and safeguard ours oo

Know all drugs in this world
What they are used for oo
But coming to drugs to get rich
None of such thing oo
As you think of suicide, they bring in a patient
And you treat his suicide wounds oo
you're called that sweet name "pharm"
But salary small pass farmer own oo

Struggle within, struggle without
The profession no favour us
You make wrong move, patient die
You fit smell prison rods oo
You dispense wrong drugs anyhow
You fit lose your license oo
You come treat patient, he no still well
You fit lose your respect oo

God of creation and of salvation
Please help us oo
As we sacrifice to do the right
Please bless us oo
As we risk our health to protect and cure
Protect us oo
And as we daily strive and hustle
Lord promote us oo