I was a drifter in a rock ‘n’ roll safari
took a fancy to an ape in Malawi
who kissed my head and my eyes went all starry
and so I ran and was screaming «Where the hell are we ?»
he begged : «Don’t go, don’t cry !»
There was a tiger I fought for the glory
the bloody battle was fierce and was gawry
was like a scene from a Kipling story
he sucked my blood like he’s eating Tandoori
he yelled: «Don’t go, don’t cry !»
I took a plane and was greeted in England
by many people and my spine started tingling
they stole my time and they all started mingling
i ran so hard that my feet started stinging
they screamed: «Don’t go, don’t cry !»