In this city, Nairobbery, nobody is your friend
Everybody is seeking to rob you a few coins
Even if their greatest need is to cool their loins
At dimly lit brothels down at River Road
Do not befriend you mama mboga
Lest the friendship leads you to debt
Work hard, pay everything by your sweat
Here, friends keep a sword behind velvet gloves
In this city, befriend your family
They are the ones who are more concerned
And will part with a little, though hard earned
To see you through a city without friends
In this city, be your own consigliore
Advise yourself accordingly
Lest prurient appetites bring you to ruination
Because you will cry alone, bitterly
But if you must make a friend
Be friends with your money
Be friends with your source of money
Save and spend your money wisely
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