A Drinking Song Tribute to Papua New Guinea’s First Irish Prime Minister, the Honourable Peter O’Neill
There once was a man named Peter O’Neill, With very dark skin yet an irish man’s name, Yes Peter once tried all that bisnis stuff too, But he never could pay his way, Chorus: Heads up, heads up for Peter O’Neill, he’s now the PM, ok? HOORAY for Peter O’Neill, O’Neill, he’s managed to have his way. --- Maladina and Peter, a dream team for sure! They took on the fund with the NPF name They cleaned it all up then they cleaned all out, Herman Leahy was helping, they say, (Repeat Chorus) A bladi success was that NPF theft, ‘cause they managed to hide it away, While Jimmy got fat, our poor Peter went broke, It was high time he learnt a new way. (Repeat Chorus) Nape plus Peter, a second team WOW! Somare would hate them but where is he now? The door is wide open and Peter’s walked through, Scheming and planning to get rich anew. (Repeat Chorus) Now Abal was honest, that’s not a good trait, In our PNG parliamentary circus of late, Peter promised them something, we still don’t know what, NA trai