Havana Cuba was like a paradise
But deep down I knew that someone paid the price
Beyond the music, cigars, old cars, beans and rice
A tobacco farmer told me that the government takes 90 percent of his life
To feed his family he sold cigars at an inflated price
Revolutions begin to improve life
Once in power Masters build towers and views skew then the people cower
Once sweet victory rots then life is sour
Free healthcare and education comes with a big ‘but’
Months to get an appointment and even a Doctor’s salary is not enough
My cab driver was a Civil Engineer
Teacher’s second job is at a bar opening kegs of beer
They don’t have Netflix, internet, or new whips
The Revolution was televised, but the people still ain’t got $#!+