Our nation is dancing to the grave
A tragic dance I saw sorrowfully started
In the previous regime now intensified
With impunity; the dance we drummers
Struggled like fire extinguishers
On queue to quench during elections
Has now got escalated.
We jubilated like lunatics on a joyful journey
When our votes were cast and counted
We chanted political paean when APC won.

But our dance is now out of the flying pan-into the fire
Oh great people of my fathers' Land!
We labour for radical changes
But what kind of changes are we seeing?
Changing from worse to worst;
Our nation is dancing to the grave
A sweet sorrowful dance we drum and
Watch political dancers dance and twist their tongue
Leaving us drummers with painful tales
Deaths and hunger as pay for the price drummed.

The dancers happily dance across nations
Importing goods unbeneficial to our nation
Building beautiful bungalows abroad
Leaving our home as dirty as the market of leftovers
Saving trillions of thousands in foreign banks
We sadly drum, lament and die shamefully!
Oh patriotic drummers!
Let us come together and quell
This tragic dance as we are still
With our permanent voters card

But no more votes for old age
Since our elders are total failures
We are not too young to rule
Let us make a move
And change this tragic dance.