Crowded House - Dr Livingstone Lyrics
Steam ship, sail down the riverFight the mosquitoes that fly in a swarmWhite smoke covers the jungleSee Dr. Livingston land with a thunkDown where the sad willows gatherYoung women weep for their dying babiesI am a white man in AfricaIf I were to stay hereThere'd be no one to save meI hear the drumsI know it's urgentI hear survival in his handsSwitch to recordI get the pictureBut I will never understandMad world, invisible armyBlow up the bridges and come like a stormYoung girl, eyes full of promiseCarry the baby and keeping it warmDown where the sad willows gatherYoung men go down on their kneesI am a white man in AfricaWith more than just my god to appeaseI hear the drumsI know it's urgentI hear survival in his handsSwitch to recordI get the pictureBut I will never understandHow there is love in his face'Midst of all this wasteIn the Mozambique sunUnder the gunI hear the drumsI hear survival in his handsI hear the drumsThere is a curse upon this landI hear the drumsI know it's urgentI hear survival in his handsHit recordGet the pictureI will never understandCarry the sound and the furyLeft all alone in a war zoneCarry the sound and the furyHours laterThoughts of my bedLeave me tired and ready for sleepSo tell me about all the places you goAll the lives that you swallow, the people you keepDeep in a monasteryThat's where I want to beWrestle my soul
