Global Circus

All dem flags, all dem borders
But di show? It stay di same.
I go London, I go Rome
But everywhere feel like di same big dome
People wearin’ masks, not for fun
But to hide their face from di burnin' sun
Same clowns inna tie, same fools in gold
Big-top bosses, sellin’ lies so bold
Dem juggle numbers, dem twist the truth
And di tightrope walkers? They fall inna youth
Oh la la !
It’s a global circus, "oui c’est vrai"
Spinnin’ wheels inna disarray
No matta where mi put mi feet
Mi find banana peel on di street
Oh no!
Global circus, same disguise
Fire eaters wid no alibis
Dem say “Bienvenue, please take a seat”
But mi nuh buy ticket fi repeat
Mi travel far, still hear same song
Different language, but di lie stay strong
Politicians actin’ like ringmasters
Pullin' pon strings, movin’ disasters
Mi seh " bonjour", dem seh bomb drop
Dem balance chaos like a circus prop
One man a mime, pretendin’ peace
Next one a lion, ready fi feast
You tink you left Babylon?
It follow yuh inna suitcase
Same circus, new poster
Clowns just change face...
Yes mi see it.
Global circus, full of noise
Painted smiles on broken toys
From Paris streets to Kingston night
Mi see same script, same stage light
Oh!
But mi nah fool, mi see di trick
Dem throw confetti, mi feel sick
Mi nah clap hands fi di mad parade
Mi walk backstage where di real truth stay
So mi keep mi soul pon solid ground
No tent high enough fi mek mi drown
Mi carry truth inna mi backpack
And laugh soft but never look back
Honk honk, voilà.