Elephant Gun
by N/A
In the jungle the big ones roam,
Where the trumpet softly plays an old tune, baby.
Samba the hunter moved slowly to face his kill,
When the king turned his royal head.
The ball of death plugged both his ears with led.
Remember now to share what life shared with you.
But samba is hard on believing.
He never seemed to trust no one.
He wants higher and higher alone.
I’m on the move with my elephant machine gun
Though my poor heart is filled with sadness
I’m on the move with my elephant machine gun
Praise the father from whom all things flow,
Bless me father, lay your hands on me, lord.
Bless every little creature upon this earth,
How does a castle stand without a king?
How do we sing the songs that we now sing.
When every man will die of loneliness within.
But mankind is hard on believing.
We never seem to trust no one.
We want higher and higher alone.
I’m on the move with my elephant machine gun
Though my poor heart is filled with sadness
I’m on the move with my elephant machine gun
Ah, ya abana !
Nakati ya republique du zaire.
Kasi oyebi oleki bango ee?
Tombola, maboko likolo ee.
Pesa ngai kokofale
Nzambe, pesa ngai kokofale
Nakei ‘combat ee,
Tombakataka ee…
buy CD