Inspired by an AfroAmerican poet I can't just now recall.
Our City has new ambiance The head rock man is gone The clean up crew is back on Our country has promises to keep For one and all There'll be good times Good times Good times Our streets has been made smart Tourists has come Everybody is tickled Sashaying here and there And singing to themselves Oh feel these good times Good times Good times Oh Belizeans, think about the Good times. *
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