Here In Angola

I can't deal with all this undergrowth talk

It just trips my feet and tangles up my thoughts

You're trying to sell me your new faith

Tell me why you'd do it

And your hands are clenched

And you're talking low

With your eyes like flames

Your voice like snow

Someone dug a pit for you

and you fell right into it.

Tell me how the universe was meant to be

Take another sip of your cola

You be the colonel of the cavalry

I'll be Francis Ford Coppola

We'll go together through the jungle night

'Til the moon and stars fade out of sight

Waiting for the dawn to come

Here in Angola

I can't remember how you got this way

I can still recall you in a younger day

The earnestness still drips off you like butter

And you fling round words in a holy war

And you look so vague, but seem so sure

Don't you ever just want to break right down and stutter

Tell me how the universe was meant to be

Take another sip of your cola

You be the colonel of the cavalry

I'll be Francis Ford Coppola

We'll go together through the jungle night

'Til the moon and stars fade out of sight

Waiting for the dawn to come

Here in Angola

Ah, why don't you let it go

Ah, you'd be too wise to know

That time will get you anyway

It's at your door today.

I can't deal with these periscope views

And the caveman scrawl that you call news

Hey, why don't you make a not to cancel your next visit

Well, I knew that things were getting out of control

When you found your faith and lost your soul

If there's something you'd rather die than compromise

What is it?

Tell me how the universe was meant to be

Take another sip of your cola

You be the colonel of the cavalry

I'll be Francis Ford Coppola

We'll go together through the jungle night

As the moon and stars fade out of sight

Waiting for the dawn to come

Here in Angola