Takamba

Sing a song of freedom write it in the sky

Pocket full of secrets, a belly full of lies

Fiction to believe in, created then denied

Tricks and mirror

Slight of hand

Hoola hoola

Promised land

Rhyme and reason

Smoke and fire

Hoola hoola

Truth and lies

Hail the gift of memory in this fifty-second state

Who sold me down the river and shafts me while he waits

Outside the gates of Eden, star spangled and so late

Tricks and mirror

Slight of hand

Hoola hoola

Promised land

Rhyme and reason

Smoke and fire

Hoola hoola

Truth and lies