A Party

Li-li-lion, lion's in a jungle
 Jungle's in a cage
 Tra-tra-trouble, trouble in the homelands
 Trouble in the homelands makes front page
 Zu-zu-lu come out to play
 Bongo drums said today
 Front page caption read like this
 Natives dress as terrorists
 Tribal war a perfect plan for the one that damned the land
 Since that ain't you or me tribal war continually
 Mountain milk for mount nutrition send us some more ammunition
 Never buy me ivy trade, let's go plug a hand granade
 Thank you boss for Red Cross
 Apreciate good will
 No no no, stomach for our loss
 Yeah yeah yeah, I feel quite ill
 I-I-I'd rally round the flag
 Rally round the flag, but we got so many
 I guess that's why, why you act
 Like we ain't got any
 Tarzan has come home again, heard the news diamond vein
 Had to split no room to siwing, Sun City wanted him to sing
 Easy to see no unity, masses ruled by minority
 When these guys come on the scene, ruined a good blues party
 "I know I've heard the tune before"
 I thought as I was kicked through the door
 Something 'bout admission fee
 But I was sure, house belong to me
 They told us to go in stereo
 Machine guns 'gainst spear and bow
 Egged on by TV cameraman
 Someone called the teargas van
 White knight write our wrongs, lyrics for the protest song
 Number one top of the charts, rock 'n' roll bleeding hearts
 They offer us a special patch, knew there had to be a catch
 Family tree pulled at the root, they still bear that old strange fruit
 Plenty reason, plenty reason to be gum
 Living by the gun down in a slum
 Stake your claim blow by blow
 Saw my pals go flying through the window
 Li-li-lion, lion's in a jungle
 Jungle's in a cage
 Tra-tra-trouble, trouble in the homelands
 Trouble in the homelands, bosses in a rage
 I know mister if it was you, it would be cut down like a flower
 Some things never change, corporate crime gets free range
 Only out for personal gain, grab the land and sieze the power
 What's all this about big game, don't you know the lions tame?