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