Durban Poison - Graham Parker

The Zulus are rising from their shanty towns

The Injuns are launching a counter attack

The funeral pyre’s burning as I strike a match

And everything goes up in smoke again, oh

Durban Poison, oh oh oh oh, Durban Poison

Durban Poison, oh oh oh oh, Durban Poison

A white man is talking in a twisted accent

Somewhere between British and Boer

Says if you hate somebody lock them up, but I can’t be sure

If I’m just dreaming, I’m dreaming of

Durban Poison, oh oh oh oh, Durban Poison

Durban Poison, oh oh oh oh, Durban Poison

A choir is singing their voices ring out

A child is bouncing on her mother’s knee

The cradle of mankind is waking at last

Seeds grow where nothing ever grew before

Durban Poison, oh oh oh oh, Durban Poison

Durban Poison, oh oh oh oh, Durban Poison

Durban Poison, oh oh oh oh, Durban Poison

Durban Poison, oh oh oh oh, Durban Poison

Durban Poison, oh oh oh oh, Durban Poison

Durban Poison, oh oh oh oh, Durban Poison