作曲 : David Arthur Brown
He's had bicycles and sons
He's had salted fish and dark rum
Now his days are almost done
In the Lagos slums
Was a farmer for a while
Growing plantains by the coastline
And some said he had a smile
Like a movie star
La ah La ah ah ah
La ah La ah ah ah
Met his wife one Friday night
At a dance hall near the train tracks
And his heart soared like a kite
In the evening light
Worked the oil fields once
Saved some money for his family
Built a house near Eden's Point
Where they raised their boys
La ah La ah ah ah
La ah La ah ah ah
Says it's hard to be a man
Works and still can't feed his children
But he does the best he can
In the New World Plan
We're all forgotten
This road leads nowhere
We're all forgotten
This road leads nowh
作曲 : David Arthur Brown
He's had bicycles and sons
He's had salted fish and dark rum
Now his days are almost done
In the Lagos slums
Was a farmer for a while
Growing plantains by the coastline
And some said he had a smile
Like a movie star
La ah La ah ah ah
La ah La ah ah ah
Met his wife one Friday night
At a dance hall near the train tracks
And his heart soared like a kite
In the evening light
Worked the oil fields once
Saved some money for his family
Built a house near Eden's Point
Where they raised their boys
La ah La ah ah ah
La ah La ah ah ah
Says it's hard to be a man
Works and still can't feed his children
But he does the best he can
In the New World Plan
We're all forgotten
This road leads nowhere
We're all forgotten
This road leads nowh
