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Kings of Mulenga Hills

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[male vocals] Chale,

gather

round,

let

me

tell

you

a

story

From

the

hills

of

Kasama,

where

the

giants

play

Ei!

Royal

Pirates,

let

them

know!

High

up

in

the

north,

where

the

spirit

is

bold

A

basketball

dream,

or

so

we

are

told

Mulenga

Hills,

yes

the

air

is

so

sweet

Where

the

Royal

Pirates

bring

the

heat

to

the

street

Corsairs

and

Buccaneers,

standing

so

tall

Watching

the

bounce,

of

that

orange

ball

In

the

association,

they

set

the

pace

With

a

winning

smile

and

a

steady

grace

Oh,

Royal

Pirates,

kings

of

the

court

It

is

more

than

a

game,

it

is

more

than

a

sport

Corsairs

and

Buccaneers,

hear

the

crowd

roar

Mulenga

Hills,

keep

asking

for

more

Chale,

we

move,

with

the

rhythm

so

true

Royal

Pirates,

we

are

rooting

for

you

Zambia

Basketball,

the

federation

is

proud

When

you

step

on

the

floor,

you

draw

in

the

crowd

Through

every

quarter,

through

every

play

You

represent

Kasama

in

a

glorious

way

From

the

steal

to

the

layup,

the

rhythm

is

fine

Like

sipping

good

wine,

in

the

sunshine

Wonim?

You

know,

the

work

you

have

put

in

It

is

time

for

the

glory,

time

for

the

win

Oh,

Royal

Pirates,

kings

of

the

court

It

is

more

than

a

game,

it

is

more

than

a

sport

Corsairs

and

Buccaneers,

hear

the

crowd

roar

Mulenga

Hills,

keep

asking

for

more

Chale,

we

move,

with

the

rhythm

so

true

Royal

Pirates,

we

are

rooting

for

you

Oyiwa!

Feel

the

groove,

feel

the

flow

Watch

how

the

Pirates,

begin

to

glow

Through

the

Northern

Association,

they

lead

the

line

Putting

in

the

effort,

everything

is

fine

No

time

for

resting,

just

time

to

excel

They

have

got

a

story

that

the

legends

tell

So

keep

the

faith,

keep

your

eyes

on

the

rim

Let

the

spirit

of

the

Pirates

never

get

dim

In

Kasama

city,

you

are

the

pride

of

the

land

With

the

ball

in

your

grip,

you

take

a

firm

stand

Chop

life,

but

keep

focused

on

the

goal

Basketball

is

the

rhythm

that

feeds

the

soul

Every

dribble,

every

pass,

every

single

day

You

show

them

exactly

how

to

play

Oh,

Royal

Pirates,

kings

of

the

court

It

is

more

than

a

game,

it

is

more

than

a

sport

Corsairs

and

Buccaneers,

hear

the

crowd

roar

Mulenga

Hills,

keep

asking

for

more

Chale,

we

move,

with

the

rhythm

so

true

Royal

Pirates,

we

are

rooting

for

you

Royal

Pirates,

yes

you

know

it

Mulenga

Hills,

keep

the

fire

burning

Chale,

we

out,

until

the

next

game

Oyiwa!

The

kings

of

the

court.

Yeah,

keep

on

rising,

keep

on

shining.

Aye

aye,

President!

Here’

s *"

A

Merry

Life &

A

Short

One"*

for

Royal

Pirates

Basketball

Club.

When

the

smoke

rolls

off

Mulenga

Hills

at

night

Royal

Pirates

lacing

up,

eyes

burning

bright

Captain

Chimney,

jersey 11

take

flight

Flying

Dutchman

dunking,

vanishing

out

of

sight

High

as

the

sails

on

a

ghost

ship

ride

He

touches

the

sky,

then

he

comes

back

down

with

pride **

Yo-ho,

yo-ho,

we

ball

for

the

glory

Each

puff

got

a

purpose,

each

pass

tells

the

story ***_ _

A

merry

life

and

a

short

one!_

We

dribble

through

the

thunder,

we

shoot

through

the

sun _

A

merry

life

and

a

short

one!_

Determined

and

fearless

till

the

battle’

s

won

Caribbean

highs,

Kasama

skies

Royal

Pirates

rise,

we

ain’

t

telling

no

lies _

A

merry

life

and

a

short

one!_ **

Captain

Blackbeard, 8

on

his

chest

Red

eyes

spinning,

never

lets

the

pressure

rest

Cross

you

up

once,

leave

your

ankles

depressed

Captain

Redbeard

floating,

that

jumper’

s

blessed

Smoke

in

his

lungs,

but

the

handles

don’

t

miss

Floaters

kiss

the

net

like

a

siren’

s

kiss

Cap’

n

Lord

Becketts,

jersey 3,

no

sweat

on

his

brow

No

umunati?

He

ain’

t

checking

in

now

But

pass

him

the

fire,

he’

ll

break

you

down

Silent

assassin,

king

of

this

town ** _

Hector

Barbosa!_

Thread

the

needle,

shock

the

crowd _

Davy

Jones!_ 55,

eats

a

drum

of

nshima,

plays

Mike

Tyson

proud _

Pacoh

Jones!_

Touching

the

sky,

he’

s

higher

than

clouds _

Orion

Glenn!_

Chain

smoker,

dives

on

the

ground

No

matter

what

comes,

we

defend

this

crown

like

the

army! **

Caribbean

islands

in

our

veins

Kasama

courts

through

the

wind

and

rains

We

light

it

up,

we

feel

no

pains

RPBC —

we

break

the

chains

The

highs

don’

t

make

us,

the

heart

does

But

when

the

fire’

s

in

us,

we

ball

like

gods **

Yo-ho,

yo-ho,

we

die

with

the

ball

Each

puff

got

a

purpose,

we

give

it

our

all ** _

A

merry

life

and

a

short

one!_

We

dribble

through

the

thunder,

we

shoot

through

the

sun _

A

merry

life

and

a

short

one!_

Determined

and

fearless

till

the

battle’

s

won

From

the

court

to

the

cove,

let

the

cannons

sound

Royal

Pirates

Basketball

Club,

we

own

this

ground _

A

merry

life

and

a

short

one!* **

So

raise

your

umunati,

raise

your

crown

We

came

to

hoop,

not

to

back

down

Smoke

clears,

but

legends

stay

RPBC

forever,

come

what

may!

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