JP2 visit to Malawi, Blantyre 1989 (Unholy Squad remix)

[Intro] Do not be afraid, open wide the doors to... Christ Christ Christ Oh holy sh*t! [Verse 1] The Pope flew in, the crowds went wild Blantyre danced, big Malawian smiles Kamuzu clapped, the choir sang JP2 waved with a holy hand He blessed the sick, he blessed the land Said, “Hold on tight to God's own plan.” But whispers rose, a quiet doubt “Papa, can faith alone help us out?” [Chorus] Tikutemwa Papa, takulandirani! (Oh, we love you, Papa! We welcome you!) Dziko lonse likondwera, dzanja lathu likweza! (The whole nation rises) Ndinu woyera, ndinu wathu! (You are holy, you are ours!) Koma Papa, tiyeni ticheze! But Papa, let's have a chat! [Verse 2] He said, “Young ones, be strong, walk the line No need for barriers, trust in the divine.” But mothers cried, doctors pled “Papa, too much praying, and our people are dead!” Science knocked, but the rules stayed tight Malawi asked, “Papa, is that right?” The Holy See just shook his head Said, “Trust in love, don’t be misled.” [Chorus] Tikutemwa Papa, takulandirani! Dziko lonse likondwera, dzanja lathu likweza! Ndinu woyera, ndinu wathu! Koma Papa, tiyeni ticheze! But Papa, let's have a chat! [Verse 3] “Oh, love is patient, love is kind But must it be man and woman aligned?” Heaven’s wide, the sky so tall Does God not have enough love for all? We asked, “Why the fear? Why the fight?” “Ain’t all God’s children shining bright?” But the Pope just sighed, held his cross Said, “Pray for them, but don’t get lost.” [Bridge] Oh holy, holy, holy, holy, holy, holy sh*t! Oh holy, holy, holy, holy, holy, holy sh*t! Oh holy, holy, holy, holy, holy, holy sh*t! AMEN! [Chorus] Tikutemwa Papa, takulandirani! Dziko lonse likondwera, dzanja lathu likweza! Ndinu woyera, ndinu wathu! Koma Papa, tiyeni ticheze!