Babariga. He will dance recklessly and shake his buttocks for the crowd.
Babariga, he will flaunt it like he owns it, but of course he owns it, this heavy regalia in which he shines.
Babariga, a failure you are, a potbellied shame. Oh Babariga you have failed your people yet hopelessly they dance with you.
Babariga, a liar and a thief, a miscreant, a political scam!
Babariga, a calabash of empty promises, a modern slave trade master, an exploiter of the youth.
Babariga you are the cross we carry that our fathers have also carried.
Babariga, you are desolation! the sudden death that has crept upon our systems.
Babariga with your hysterical laughter and your flamboyant offsprings.
Oh Babariga! That a people should suffer like this.
Babariga, are our strives not enough? What more should be done?
Babariga Ah! Leave us alone with your dance attires and your honey laced words. Babariga leave us alone in our penury stricken shame created by no one but us, Babariga leave us alone for your mockery deepens our shame.
Babariga. Shame on you as woe betides you.
Babariga. One day you will be gone swept beneath a rock.
Babriga, we will take back our lands and make it our own. Oh that our youths will die no more as a tool in your hand Babariga.
Babariga, that our children may inherit the beauty of their land.
Babariga, with all your flamboyance your end is near.
Babariga, entice your audience once more with swiftly shaken buttocks.
Babariga! Babariga!

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