We were once the world capitalGold and niggers were traded in LisbonWe had the ships

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We were once the world capital
Gold and niggers were traded in Lisbon
We had the ships and wisdom
Now we are a domestic animal

Was it Africa? No challenge for the Portuguese
For sailors like us the sea was no barrier
Was it hard? It was like cutting through cheese
Our ships were as strong as a aircraft carrier

Kings feared no one
Not even the Spanish or the French
Kings made everyone a wench
They came and they got done


And now we have no respect
No money, no prestige, no love
And now we are a tiny insect
With no wings and all of the above

Shit, we are smelly and brown
People step on us all the time
Shit, one day we will again climb
The stairs that take us to the crown