Steam ship, sail down the river Fight the mosquitoes that fly in a swarm White smoke covers the jungle See Dr. Livingston land with a thunk Young women weep for their dying babies Down where the sad willows gather I am a white man in Africa If I were to stay here There'd be no one to save me
I hear the drums I know it's urgent Switch to record I hear survival in his hands I get the picture But I will never understand Mad world, invisible army
Blow up the bridges and come like a storm Young girl, eyes full of promise Carry the baby and keeping it warm
Down where the sad willows gather Young men go down on their knees I am a white man in Africa With more than just my god to appease I hear the drums
I know it's urgent I get the picture I hear survival in his hands Switch to record
But I will never understand
How there is love in his face 'Midst of all this waste In the Mozambique sun
Under the gun I hear the drums I hear survival in his hands I hear the drums
There is a curse upon this land I hear the drums I know it's urgent I hear survival in his hands Hit record I will never understand
Get the picture Carry the sound and the fury Left all alone in a war zone Hours later Carry the sound and the fury Thoughts of my bed So tell me about all the places you go All the lives that you swallow, the people you keep Leave me tired and ready for sleep Wrestle my soulThat's where I want to be Deep in a monastery
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