🎵 STOCKHOLM SYNDROME (Afro-Folk Version) 🎵
Verse 1
Mama dey cry for corner,
Papa dey look sky dey wonder,
Why rain dey fall but our land still dry,
Why we dey suffer yet no ask why.
Dem come with smile and plenty sweet talk,
Promise us road, promise us work,
Five years later, na the same old song,
Yet we still sing say dem no do wrong.
Pre-Chorus
Who hold the chain?
Who lock the door?
Why we dey praise am
And still beg for more?
Chorus
Stockholm Syndrome ooooh...
Wetin dem do our mind?
The hand wey hold us down,
Na him we dey glorify.
Stockholm Syndrome ooooh...
Nigeria shine your eye,
No make the cage wey hold you
Become your paradise.
Verse 2
Brother dey quarrel for politician,
Sister dey fight for party religion,
Meanwhile the children dey learn for floor,
And hunger dey knock every household door.
Dem share small rice, we forget our pain,
Dem throw small favour, we dance again,
Like bird wey forget say e fit fly,
Content to live beneath the sky.
Pre-Chorus
Who steal the seed?
Who reap the corn?
Why we dey clap
For the hand wey tear us down?
Chorus
Stockholm Syndrome ooooh...
Wetin dem do our mind?
The hand wey hold us down,
Na him we dey glorify.
Stockholm Syndrome o...
Nigeria shine your eye,
No make the cage wey hold you
Become your paradise.
Bridge
One day river go ask the fisherman,
"Why you dey thank me for the empty net?"
One day the people go ask themselves,
"Why we dey settle for less?"
Final Chorus
Stockholm Syndrome oooh...
Make we break the spell today,
No be every smiling face
Get good intentions for the way.
Stockholm Syndrome ooooh...
Make we stand and testify,
The day we know our value,
Na that day we go truly fly.
Outro
(Humming Call & Response)
Lead: Shine your eye, Nigeria...
Response: Shine your eye...
Lead: Know your worth, Nigeria...
Response: Know your worth...
Lead: Freedom no be favour...
Response: Freedom na our right...
(All)
Stockholm Syndrome o...
Make we no sleep again...