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Idi, Idi, Idi Amin, most amazin' man, there’s ever been. He’s the general, the president, the king of the scene, Idi, Idi, Idi Amin. (Idi:) Look at the history, it packed with men, What rising to the top and getting chopped agen. (again) No one fathoming the secret of the whole damn thing. You got to give the population something to sing! (Idi:) Take Hitler, Stalin, Attilla the Nun, No one got a good word for a single one. Where these first-class geniuses all goin' wrong, They never got the population singing along. Listen, would the world-famous Kampala Glee Club mind keeping in the damn background? What the hell goin' on here? It looking like some kind of musical coup to me. (Gunshot, soprano scream) That better. Three people more than enough for a quartet anyhow. (, one soprano less.) A modern leader gotta twist and shout, Got tell the people let it all hang out. If you don’t want to vanish with a boot up the bum, You gotta give the population something to hum. (In the middle of this) «You still crowding the star!» two gunshots,