Oh Boy, its all getting a bit sad and very tiring
No ones hiring and everyone's firing
They call it the Global Financial Crisis
Call it what it is, it's a right royal mess up, that's what the Loyal Fijian sees
The Over 55's have been sent home, go home and have a rest
Nothing wrong with that, they were past their best
Old timers are not happy, they are crying and screaming
Get over it, you must be dreaming
Reserve Bank says our foreign reserves are low
Yeah right, tell us something we didn't know
Thank God for our boys in the British Army
Thanks to their remittances, things are a little balmy
Thank you to all of you emigrating and leaving our shore
We are sad to see you go, but can you take some more?
We are in a bit of strife here
We are in a ship that no one knows how to steer
We wonder what is going on, is somebody gazing in a crystal ball?
Is somebody being deliberately led to a fall?
There are those who came to office on the backs of others, they picked the winning side
They have a genuine fear, without the guns behind them , they will need a place to hide
Are these people out of self interest having too much say
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