Juluka - Digging For Some Words Lyrics
Wanderers and nomads have gone to see their chieftainsWill this be the end of the rain and the birds?Who can send an emissary to speak to the seasons?For the ravens and the crows already soak up the skies...I'm digging for some words beneath the stones in ZimbabweI'm searching for a drum song in the jungles of ZaireI'm groping for the blood-moon in the mountains of MalawiLooking for the Lion of Ethiopia...The setting dusk is darkened by the bark of the baboonThe frogs and the owls no longer call to the moonThe warlords have gathered, blue smoke hiss from teeth of chromeAnd the baobab lies trembling in the boiling blood-loamThe fireplace is broken and the grinding stone tooIts million pieces flung across the plains of AfricaEach dusty fragment a seed from which growsThe memory of a debt that only you and I will knowSeven seasoned soldiers have been summoned from SaigonA craven walkie talkie puts their bloodshot armor onSome drink beer milk, some drink kinky-kolaSheep dogs live in OuteniquaGun dogs in AngolaFlames lick the corners of each hungry horseman's smileThey have locusts in their scabbards and deserts in their eyesPassing through the air they leave a sea of fetid rumorsAs they ride across the skyline on a secret trail of liesI found some words beneath a stone in ZimbabweI heard a distant drum song in the jungles of ZaireThe blood-moon spoke of war in the mountains of MalawiBut I never found the Lion of Ethiopia
