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Dr. Livingston - Crowded House
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Dr. Livingston Crowded House

Dr. Livingston - Crowded House
Steam ship, sail down the river
Fight the mosquitoes that fly in a swarm
White smoke covers the jungle
See Dr. Livingston land with a thunk
Young women weep for their dying babies
Down where the sad willows gather
I am a white man in Africa
If I were to stay here
There'd be no one to save me

I hear the drums
I know it's urgent
I hear survival in his hands
Switch to record
I get the picture
But I will never understand

Mad world, visible army
Blow up the bridges and come like a storm
Young girl, eyes full of promise
Carry the baby and keeping it warm

Down where the sad willows gather
Young men go down on their knees
I am a white man in Africa
With more than just my God to appease
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