The Inhabitant’s Anthem: Our Life is a Smuggle
This is Hoba Hoba Spirit:

This is their big hit, “Trabando.” The lead singer of the Hoba Hoba Spirit, Reda Allali, translated the “Trabando” for Pop Life:
Our life is a smuggle
We steal the electricity, the water
Our “windows” is illegal,
Everthing is false, every one is crazy
The wolrd is a supermarket
I am a product and a customer
With a dirham, i can get a starving man
With millions, it’s zidane
We are lost in this party
No one invited us
We are here, watching our backs
Waiting for a hit
YES, we pirate everything
Because we enrage to be put in a cage
Condamned to eat your overestimated products
Our passivity has limits
Your greed does not
Mr Bill Gates is so rich he could offers his products ti a whole continent
And the phamacy industry could offer “generics” to africa
Our life is smuggle…
We have heard the player’s anthem; this is the anthem of the inhabitant, the subject of the post-neoliberal order. The inhabitant is not a citizen but a hustler. In the future, there will be no workers just hustlers—people who put this and that together to make a living. The informal market is going to grow and grow. Indeed, the neoliberal ideal of a self-thriving, self-generating, emergent market may become a reality, but the direction of the pressure behind this emergence will not be from the top down (the neoliberal approach for the past 30 years) but from the bottom up. “Our life is a smuggle.”
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