In the evening haze, I see this scene:

Deepest jungle nightmare bedlam dream

Or so it seems, tropical, scary-mad but serene

Spinning mad but serene

There's the White House looming into view

There's the fence that weaves throughout this zoo

And there's a bald man who dances

And he stamps his feet and chants

Spinning mad but serene

And there's another man who's spinning free

Planet-eyed, he circles around a tree

With these two in my eyes

I can't help but realize

Spinning mad, calling me

Utakapopata wimbo huu nitakuwa nimekwenda

From this grove, I hear them call my name

Drop it all, drop it all, give in to the rain

Alluring sound, yeabo, the crazy beat

A fooldrum talking, dance with me

The world's spinning loose

Someday I'm lost, I hear it calling, dance with me

Utakapopata wimbo huu nitakuwa nimekwenda

In the street, a lost procession rules

A thousand imbeciles, a train of fools

In their preying eyes I see such a rage

Such primitivity and so savage

A madman shaman chants and walks alone

In this crazy city, no one's home

And I might never find my way back home

Forever stumbling through this asylum

From this grove, I hear them call my name

Drop it all, drop it all, give in to the rain

Alluring sound, yeabo, the crazy beat

A fooldrum talking, dance with me

The world's spinning loose

Someday I'm lost, I hear it calling, dance with me

Utakapopata wimbo huu nitakuwa nimekwenda