In the evening haze, I see this scene:
Deepest jungle nightmare bedlam dream
Or so it seems, tropical, scary-mad but serene
Spinning mad but serene
There's the White House looming into view
There's the fence that weaves throughout this zoo
And there's a bald man who dances
And he stamps his feet and chants
Spinning mad but serene
And there's another man who's spinning free
Planet-eyed, he circles around a tree
With these two in my eyes
I can't help but realize
Spinning mad, calling me
Utakapopata wimbo huu nitakuwa nimekwenda
From this grove, I hear them call my name
Drop it all, drop it all, give in to the rain
Alluring sound, yeabo, the crazy beat
A fooldrum talking, dance with me
The world's spinning loose
Someday I'm lost, I hear it calling, dance with me
Utakapopata wimbo huu nitakuwa nimekwenda
In the street, a lost procession rules
A thousand imbeciles, a train of fools
In their preying eyes I see such a rage
Such primitivity and so savage
A madman shaman chants and walks alone
In this crazy city, no one's home
And I might never find my way back home
Forever stumbling through this asylum
From this grove, I hear them call my name
Drop it all, drop it all, give in to the rain
Alluring sound, yeabo, the crazy beat
A fooldrum talking, dance with me
The world's spinning loose
Someday I'm lost, I hear it calling, dance with me
Utakapopata wimbo huu nitakuwa nimekwenda