Friday, 27 January 2012

Bye, bye, bye Ilunga!

We saw the light on the night that he signed his full time contract
We saw the flickering shadows of money on his mind
He was our left back
And as he deceived us we watched and went out of our minds

My, my, my, Ilunga!
Why, why, why, Ilunga?

We could see that guy was no good for us
But we were lost like slaves that no Grant could set free
At break of day when that man drove away, Sam was waiting
He crossed the street to Rita's house and Ilunga opened the door

He stood there laughing
Sam felt the knife in his hand and he laughed no more

My, my, my Ilunga
Why, why, why Ilunga?

So before they come to break down the door
Forgive us Ilunga we just couldn't take any more!

[insert trumpet solo here]

He stood there laughing
Sam felt the knife in his hand and he laughed no more

My, my, my, Ilunga
Why, why, why, Ilunga

So before they come to break down the door
Forgive us Ilunga we just couldn't take any more
Forgive us Ilunga we just couldn't take any more!