(The Mjongeni's are driving around in Mercedes Me and Carolina we scrub the floors We're not complaining We're feeding the small mouths Me and Carolina we are working Gone by are the Matiba's When we'd hoped that they would save us And failed has That Umbeke Although we saw him coming And the madams they take us so low by speaking so high But we see through them And our boyfriends, they don't care about us They bring us AIDS We see through them Gone by have the Mahatma's When it was hoped they would save us And failed has Mother Mary Me and Carolina saw it coming Hold my hand and may we fly in the clouds Me and Carolina ask you to stop being so selfish Listen Me and Carolina we invite you Gone by have the Verwoerd's When it was said that they would destroy us And failed has Pik Botha But me and Carolina, we saw it coming)