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That is it
It is my musical stories
And I have journeyed here loaded with musical stories
O lord
It is my earnest prayer that any listener of
My song may always go home with at least
One lesson as a guide for his/her moral life
In this world we live in today
A wise saying of my Ijaw people holds that
A dead person becomes great and celebrated right on the burial ground
Take a thorough reasoning about this
Because I have observed that when some persons were alive
They may have no food to eat
No clothes to put on
Yet, when they die, at their funeral services
It is such a person who died poor in life that
Dramatically enjoys a befitting burial more than that of a rich person
One major responsibility of the living is to bury the dead
Whoever dies should be buried even if the dead person has nothing in life
Even if it's the poorest person in the community who died today
The only responsibility the living has for such a person is to bury him
I am here today to awaken the living to the necessity to bury the dead
In this life let the living bury the dead
Bury the dead, bury the dead
In this life let the living bury the dead
Bury the dead, bury the dead
Even if you are singing as a musician
It is your own contribution to the burial of the dead
Bury the dead, bury the dead
Even if you are dancing as a dancer
You are contributing to the burial of the dead
Bury the dead, bury the dead
So let the living bury the dead
Bury the dead, bury the dead
Let the living bury the dead
Bury the dead, bury the dead
Even if you are singing as a musician
It is your own contribution to the burial of the dead
Bury the dead, bury the dead
Even if you are dancing as a dancer, you are contributing to the burial of the dead
Bury the dead, bury the dead
Music governs my entire being, so does dance
I am here with a boat of songs, what about you
Music governs my entire being, so does dance
I am here with a boat of songs, what about you
Let everybody play their role in the burial of the dead
The dancer is playing his role with his/her dance steps
The comedian is playing his role with his comedy
We are all here to sympathize with the bereaved
I said we should all play our different roles towards the burial of the dead
The dancer with his dance steps
The rich man who brings out money
The comedian with his comic interjections
Are all at work to ensure that the dead are befittingly buried
In life, people often think about the celebrations that will follow their death, hoping the living will give them a befitting burial they can proudly speak of in the underworld
In life, people often think about the celebrations that will follow their death, hoping the living will give them a befitting burial they can proudly speak of in the underworld
There is nothing like living rightly (good) on earth
So, I suggest that the living should pursue positive ideals while they are still alive
Those who are alive should try to always be of good conduct
In life, the day of birth goes with its own celebrations
The day of death goes with its own celebrations too
So, give me a befitting burial I can brag about in the underworld when I die
Let the living bury the dead
Bury the dead, bury the dead
Let the living bury the dead
Bury the dead, bury the dead
Even if you are singing as a musician, it is your own contribution to the burial of the dead
Bury the dead, bury the dead
Even if you are dancing as a dancer, you are contributing to the burial of the dead
Bury the dead, bury the dead
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Hey oh toikumoh
I can hear and feel the rhythmic power of your song here
Mark bo, the otobo 1
I heard he died in his sleep
However, any how you talk about late mark bo's story, he will not hear you because he is dead
Let us rather think of how we can bury him
Let us wash our hands off any gossipy move to belittle and in-dignify the corpse
These things highlighted here happened in peretoru
When somebody dies
The criers are part of the move to bury the dead
The dancers too are part of the move to bury the dead
The people who bring out money are also part of the move to bury the dead
Even after all these roles played, the dead do not know anything that's happening
The dead truly knows nothing again
The dead knows nothing
The dead doesn't know who insult him
Even the dancers, he doesn't know them
The Money bringers too, he doesn't know them
The dead doesn't know who insult him
The dead is blind
The dead doesn't see
The dead doesn't see anything again
The dead doesn't see
Even if you are dancing, the dead doesn't see you
The dead doesn't know who insult him
The Money bringers too, he doesn't know them
Insult the dead, abuse the dead as you want, dance for the dead, gossip the dead, anything you do
The dead do not see any of these happenings again
The dead doesn't see
Izon-ebi, the dead doesn't see anything again
Abuse the dead if you wish
Some persons, right in the burial ceremony of the dead
Feign drunkenness and make attempts to spoil the burial rites by breaking bottles and fighting as though they loved the dead more than any other person
Anything you do, the dead doesn't see anything again.
The dead is blind
I said, when somebody dies
The criers are part of the move to bury the dead
The dancers too are part of the move to bury the dead
The people who bring out money are also part of the move to bury the dead
Even after everything done, the dead do not know anything that's happening
The dead doesn't see
The dead doesn't know anything that's happening again
The dead doesn't see
The dead doesn't know who insult him
The dead doesn't know if you gossip him
Even if you are dancing, he doesn't see you
Dance as you wish, yes, come and dance as you wish, insult the dead, the dead doesn't know anything that's happening again
Even if you are a musician, the dead doesn't see you
Even if you are dancing, the dead doesn't see you
My Ijaw people, the dead knows nothing in this world again
The dead know nothing
The dead doesn't see
Oh, the Dead
Oh, Lord
Abuse the dead if you wish
Oh toikumoh ooo
People gossip too much
Ijaw people are too gossipy
People gossip too much
They gossip about the dead
People gossip too much
Ijaw people can even insult the dead
People gossip too much
They gossip about you when you dance
People gossip too much
They gossip about you when you don't dance
People gossip too much
They still gossip about you when you are wealthy
People gossip too much
They gossip about you when you are poor
People gossip too much
My God, I am tired
People gossip too much
God, I no longer know how to keep my body
People gossip too much
Izon-ebi, how would the world be like
People gossip too much
How do I do this world now
People gossip too much
I no longer know how to keep my body
People gossip too much
I no longer know how to keep my body
People gossip too much
Ijaw people can even insult the dead
People gossip too much
They gossip about the dead.
People gossip too much
I am tired, my body is tired
People gossip too much
I no longer know how to keep my body
People gossip too much
I no longer know how to keep my body
People gossip too much
Abuse the dead if you wish
People gossip too much
Be happy because the dead doesn't see anything
People gossip too much
Oh, my God
People gossip too much
Oh, my God
People gossip too much
Ijaw people can even insult the dead
People gossip too much
They gossip about the dead
People gossip too much
They still gossip about you when you are wealthy
People gossip too much
They gossip about you when you are poor
People gossip too much
They gossip about you when you don't know how to dance
People gossip too much
Ijaw people gossip about you over anything you do
People gossip too much
God, I no longer know how to keep my body
People gossip too much
I no longer know where and how to keep my body
People gossip too much
Anything you do, they will gossip about you
People gossip too much
They gossip about you over everything
People gossip too much
You recede in your career when you listen to gossip and abuse
People gossip too much
Pay no heed to gossip and abuses
People gossip too much
God, I no longer know how to keep my body
People gossip too much
I no longer know how to keep my body
People gossip too much
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People gossip too much
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People gossip too much
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People gossip too much