Ending of the hunting party
Shifting blame to factory
Asking for pennies
Riceballs for the refugees
Innocence, innocence

Crawling on your hands
For mercy, as the cannibal lifts his axe
As the cannibal lifts his axe
Feeding the millions
Buying second hand clothes
Down and out
The secrets have all been found out

Around about the centre of africa lies an ancient stone
The spirits will kill
And we [...] the pharaohs
The spirits will kill
Ten [...] dropping in on our fat feast
The spirits will kill
So release the natives
Release the natives, release the natives