Dr. Livingstone

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

Down where the sad willows gather

Young women weep for their dying babies

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

I hear survival in his hands

Switch to record

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 hear survival in his hands

Switch to record

I get the picture

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

Get the picture

I will never understand

Carry the sound and the fury

Left all alone in a war zone

Carry the sound and the fury

Hours later

Thoughts of my bed

Leave me tired and ready for sleep

So tell me about all the places you go

All the lives that you swallow, the people you keep

Deep in a monastery

That's where I want to be

Wrestle my soul