A Party

Li-li-lion, lion's in a jungle

Jungle's in a cage

Tra-tra-trouble, trouble in the homelands

Trouble in the homelands makes front page

Zu-zu-lu come out to play

Bongo drums said today

Front page caption read like this

Natives dress as terrorists

Tribal war a perfect plan for the one that damned the land

Since that ain't you or me tribal war continually

Powdered milk for malnutrition send us some more ammunition

Never mind the ivory trade, let's go plant a hand grenade

Thank you boss for Red Cross

Appreciate good will

No no no, stomach for our loss

Yeah yeah yeah, I feel quite ill

I-I-I'd rally round the flag

Rally round the flag, but we got so many

I guess that's why, why you act

Like we ain't got any

Tarzan has come home again, heard the news diamond vein

Had to split no room to swing, Sun City wanted him to sing

Easy to see no unity, masses ruled by minority

When these guys come on the scene, ruined a good blues party

"I know I've heard the tune before"

I thought as I was kicked through the door

Something 'bout admission fee

But I was sure, house belong to me

They told us to go in stereo

Machine guns 'gainst spear and bow

Egged on by TV cameraman

Someone called the teargas van

White knight write our wrongs, lyrics for the protest song

Number one top of the charts, rock 'n' roll bleeding hearts

They offer us a special patch, knew there had to be a catch

Family tree pulled at the root, they still bear that old strange fruit

Plenty reason, plenty reason to be gum

Living by the gun down in a slum

Stake your claim blow by blow

Saw my pals go flying through the window

Li-li-lion, lion's in a jungle

Jungle's in a cage

Tra-tra-trouble, trouble in the homelands

Trouble in the homelands, bosses in a rage

I know mister if it was you, it would be cut down like a flower

Some things never change, corporate crime gets free range

Only out for personal gain, grab the land and sieze the power

What's all this about big game, don`t you know the lions tame?