And this one goes out to the World Bank and the leaders of the west
Kaliti Goddam
The name of this tune is Kaliti goddam
And I mean every word of it
Addis Aba’s gotten me so upset
Dedessa made me lose my rest
And everybody knows about Kaliti goddam
Addis Aba’s gotten me so upset
Dedessa made me lose my rest
And everybody knows about Kaliti goddam
Can’t you see it
Can’t you feel it
It’s all in the air
I can’t stand the pressure much longer
Somebody say a prayer
Addis Aba’s gotten me so upset
Dedessa made me lose my rest
And everybody knows about Kaliti goddam
This is a show tune
But the show hasn’t been written for it, yet
Soldier boys on my trail
School children sitting in jail
Hyena cross my path
I think every day’s gonna be my last
Lord have mercy on this land of mine
We all gonna get it in due time
I don’t belong here
I don’t belong there
I’ve even stopped believing in prayer
Don’t tell me
I tell you
Me and my people just about due
I’ve been there so I know
The rest keep on saying go slow!
But that’s just the trouble
Do it slow
Washing the streets free of blood
Do it slow
Weaving the cotton
Do it slow
You’re just plain rotten
Do it slow
You’re too damn lazy
Do it slow
The thinking’s crazy
Do it slow
Where am I going
What am I doing
I don’t know
I don’t know
Just try to do your very best
Stand up be counted with all the rest
For everybody knows about Kaliti goddam
I made you thought I was kiddin’ didn’t we
Packet of lies
Media cops
They try to say its an opposition plot
All I want is freedom
For my sister my brother my people and me
Yes you lied to me all these years
You told me to watch and learn from you, dears
And talk real fine just like a statesman
And you’d stop calling me a hungry poor man
Oh but this whole country is full of lies
You’re all gonna die and die like flies
I don’t trust you any more
You keep on saying go slow!
Go slow!
But that’s just the trouble
Do it slow
Democratisation
Do it slow
Mass participation
Do it slow
Cooperation
Do it slow
Do things gradually
Do it slow
But bring more tragedy
Do it slow
Why don’t you see it
Why don’t you feel it
I don’t know
I don’t know
You don’t have to live next to me
Just give me my equality
Everybody knows about Kaliti
Everybody knows about Addis Ababa
Everybody knows about Kaliti goddam
That’s it!
(Original “Mississippi Godamm” (1963) as sung by Nina Simone, accessed on www.lyricsfreak.com/n/nina+simone)

3 Comments:
just to let you know it's always great to see new entries on your blog despite TPLF/EPRDF.... i keep thinking this one may be the last one, but you keep on... hope there will never be a last one... thank you for what you've been doing...
WOW............great
It is astounding that you are trying to equate 400 years of oppression of African Americans to what is happening in Ethiopia today. The two are not equivalent in the least. I must admit it is cleaver but it is way off the mark. Things are not the best they could be in Ethiopia but we must not take to exaggeration to make our points.
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