Jeffrey Sachs laid out the facts, he's here to save the day He called Bono on the telephone - oh, god he was just blown away Checkbooks out, we'll save the world the Brangelina way
I bet they're poor because they cannot invest, We'll send ‘em money and we'll hope for the best We wash our hands of it and give ourselves a pat on the back ‘Cuz when investing I just look for a place That is renowned for all the following traits Corrupt, destabilized and lacking courts and property rights Hand cash out to the poor Committed evermore The state no stronger than before
Jolly good! We've built a road, now we can relax Where's the sex appeal in making sure we've filled the cracks?
After seventy years of decline you think it might have Been because of the aid we gave or just in spite of? Refusing to learn, paternalism returned We threw gas on the flame and deflected the blame when it burned
Now they'll change their ways if they want some of what we got They cant pay their cronies when the IMF's calling the shots Another loan is squandered, wow, that sure seems to happen a lot
From these conditions leaders have to be freed So they can pay for what they desperately need, A foreign bank account, a palace and a secret police It's great to make the state a valuable prize Nigeria's success cannot be denied As long a structural adjustment loans are finally gone Who needs capacity? Cash comes from overseas We've pledged our aid eternally
Raise your glasses, chaps, that dam we built just made the news Maybe when it springs a leak we'll send a tube of glue
After seventy years of decline you think it might have Been because of the aid we gave or just in spite of? Refusing to learn, paternalism returned We threw gas on the flame and deflected the blame when it burned
There is no farm that can compete when the food dropped from the sky stinks of U.S. subsidies Why would you foster regional trade when you get your food for free from the white men in blue helmets?
[We] didn't mean to create The Prebendalist state, But the tyrants took their seats at the table we set and they ate And ate [But] did we try to explore? Did the scraps on the floor Feed the poor They were intended for? Were not responsible for adverse effects We closed our checkbooks and our minds
Weak Meek The nation's future is bleak But should we give the government the money they seek? Just to keep ‘em alive, We'll give into their cries, They wont create the institutions that they need to survive We're not responsible for adverse effects We closed our checkbook and our minds
Artificial states In a state of authentic stasis As much oppressed by the iron fist As by the open hand Since independence They've been dependent Global pariah Condemned to sufferTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
