David Munyon This Man Flies To Africa

Đóng góp: (David Munyon/S.P. Standley)

This song is about as close as you can get to a Gospel Song in my book.

This man flies to Africa
got the shoes that match his belt
that match his head band
there's a photograph of family
in wrinklin' hand
got some funny looking coins and a Taiwan fan

This man flies to Africa
got a smoke that he can't smoke
because of passengers
an' he worries while the sober seconds
drowned his shirt
like flowers on the loose...
hot rain on hotter dirt

Bill's a little burnt these days
runnin' from the storms of May
hiding where he can, they say
spending all the cash he made
Bill's a little burnt these days
one too many trips delayed
lost his brains in '68
lost his joy at Kent State

This man flies to Africa
where Apartheid is a word
he don't quite understand
where he wants to see a world where all kinds
can share a loaf of bread and a good wine

This man flies to Africa
just like Tarzan to the rescue of his fellowman
coz they're hacking off the tusk
from the elephant
their spirits won't forget...
ivory and much regret

Bill's a little burnt these days
runnin' from the storms of May
hiding where he can, they say
spending all the cash he made
Bill's a little burnt these days
one too many trips delayed
lost his brains in '68
lost his joy at Kent State

This man flies to Africa
where missionaries sing sweet songs of Jesus
where natives drive Toyota dodging reposses
where money don't bring fun, only friendship
this man flies to Africa
where jokes among the lions
they don't bring the laughs
where zebras love to run
until they loose their breath
where we're just as much the fool
but cooler at it

David Munyon: vocal, guitar
Chris Jones: guitars
Frank Fiedler: acoustic bass
Beo Brockhausen: hurdy-gurdy