African Night Flight
African nightmare one-time Mormon
More men fall in Hullabaloo men
I slide to the nearest bar
Undermine chairman I went too far
Bent on a windfall rent a sony
Wonder how the dollar went down
Gotta get a word to Elizabeth's father
Hey no, he wished me well
Seemed like another day
I could fly into the eye of God on high
His burning eye will see me through
(One of these days, one of these days got get work through one of these days)
His burning eye will see me through
(One of these days, one of these days, got get work through one of these days)
Asanti habari habari
Asanti nabana nabana
Asanti habari habari
Asanti nabana nabana
Asanti habari habari
Asanti nabana nabana
Asanti habari habari
Asanti nabana nabana
Getting in mood for a Mombassa night flight
Pushing my luck, gonna fly like a mad thing
Bare strip takeoff skimming over Rhino
Born in slumber less than peace
Struggle with a child whose screaming dreaming
Drowned by the props all steely sunshine
Sick of you, sick of me
Lust for the free life
Quashed and maimed
Like a valuable loved one
Left unnamed
Seemed like another day
I could fly into the eye of God on high
Seemed like another day
I could fly into the eye of God on high
Over the bushland over the trees
Wise like Orangutan that was me
His burning eye will see me through
(One of these days, one of these days got get work through one of these days)
His burning eye will see me through
(One of these days, one of these days, got get work through one of these days)
Asanti habari habari
Asanti nabana nabana
Asanti habari habari
Asanti nabana nabana
Asanti habari habari
Asanti nabana nabana
Asanti habari habari
Asanti nabana nabana
Asanti habari habari
Asanti nabana nabana
Asanti habari habari
Asanti nabana nabana
Asanti habari habari
Asanti nabana nabana
Asanti habari habari
Asanti
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