That Comb from Ohanglaman by Makadem

I say give me back that comb I comb my hair
Give me back that comb I comb my hair
Jaluo my borther, good morning japolo
Life in the city, not easy after all
You come to my brother, I give you my comb
One two three days by you borrow my mirror
And when I ask why bro, you off to carnivore
And now you're telling your sister, you really in need of cash
To pay your rent and to buy cigarettes
And when you get some shilling
You're off to carnivore

Chorus

Jaluo nyam nyam, gor biro number one
Koti kod long marachar, koth biro jacani
And now your telling your mother, to give you some salt,
She gives you some salt, she even gives you some sugar
And now your telling your dad,
baba I need a piece of land
He says to start a home, you need a spear and a shield
Your neighbour says a lot,
enough to fill a paper roll
You are the joke of Carnivore
Even the talk of Carnivore

Chorus

She goes up up up up up up
She goes higher
She goes down down down down down
She goes under
We go side by side
Left right centre

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