Some Lysergic Africa

In some lysergic Africa
You've come back as a warrior
It won't be York and Lancaster
Now in Abyssinia
Now the elephants are dead and gone
And everything's been put back wrong
Ivory and diphtheria
In some lysergic Africa

In some lysergic Africa
The naked cladden wanderer
A prophet in this land of time
But also a great conjuror
And behold, behold the wastes where once lay soil
Sodden with grease and oil
Albert and Victoria
In some lysergic Africa

In some lysergic Africa
The chiefs are getting drowsier
Your water has the sickness
It's flowing through to them
This underground jugular falls and freezes
But the land it stops and drops and sneezes
Lord of his conch, it's two-thirty
In some lysergic Africa

In some lysergic Africa
Outside it's on the ground
The slaves that bring the dirt home
Of the burning green earth
With their blues and Christian hands
They evaporate upon the sands
Nothing could be easier
In some lysergic Africa

In some lysergic Africa
The drums were starting earlier
Calling down Baal and Zeus and [?]
Floating down the endless Nile
Moses don't you touch that dial
They lived around the calendar
In some lysergic Africa

In some lysergic Africa
Some boy from Italia
Standing stoned, ignores your path
Helps us cross the Mafia
Who already set off in their tanks
Manned to gun the governments
Elysian Field, deliria
In some lysergic Africa