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Small wooden building

On a road in the middle of nowhere;

Trees catch fire, quite close by

The sun bleaches your bones

Cattle grazing, cattle bells ring

The sound of choirs gathering

Their teaching everyone

To sing along

With queen victoria’s hymns of praise

Small wooden building

Where another one recieves the cane

Another one can’t add 2 and 2, yet

Another one can’t quite spell his name

The missionary laughs;

Some children laugh

Some children cry

They run along, behind his moped

Whistling and waving him goodbye

Goodbye.goodbye.goodbye…

Large concrete building, now

We send them more incentives

We send them gifts, and telegrams

Saying 'do come to england'

We’ll meet you at the airport

We’ll greet you at the quay

With promise of a job, a house

Food and education

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