Malarone

He's a protozoan, he's just a filthy protozoan
 He's a protozoan, he's just a filthy protozoan
 The roads are dry and dusty
 The roads are dry and dusty
 And we're taking in the scenery
 Waving to the people in the fields
 This is life to me
 As far as the eye can see
 And you are dead, you are dead, you are dead to me
 I was twisted up in Cwezi shrines, and you were the anomaly
 A conceited disease
 Time spent in foreign lands is a cure
 It seems, and it triggered a change in me
 This is an unfamiliar strain, I have no immunity
 Ravenous and unrelenting, pathogenic and parasitic
 This is unclean and it has to be treated
 Parasite in the bloodstream: this is unclean, this is unclean
 And he's feeding, he's been feeding on everything
 I was twisted up in Cwezi shrines, and you were the anomaly
 A conceited disease
 Time spent in foreign lands is a cure
 It seems, and it triggered a change in me
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 He's a protozoan, he's just a filthy protozoan
 Parasite in the bloodstream, this is unclean, this is unclean
 I was twisted up in Cwezi shrines, and you were the anomaly
 A conceited disease
 Time spent in foreign lands is a cure
 It seems, and it triggered a change in me
 The roads were dry and dusty, the roads were dry and dusty
 We were taking in the scenery
 Waving to the people in the fields
 This was life to me, as far as the eye could see
 And you were dead, you were dead, you were dead to me
 I was twisted up in Cwezi shrines, and you were the anomaly
 A conceited disease
 Time spent in foreign lands is a cure
 It seems, and it triggered a change in me
 He's just a filthy protozoan
 He's just a filthy protozoan