When death comes I won't be there
In fact I will not be found anywhere
Not in Nevada, not in Sahara
On Chomolungma or Guadalajara
Cause I'll be climbing top of Never-Neverest
With my contaminated friends
Na paralleliah i meridianah
Again I am Vasco da Gama
In my headphones is Bob Marley and a-Joe Strummer
I'm on a quest for solar amalgama
I'm on a quest for Never-Neverest
With my contaminated friends
Old school, they were just nomadic forces
Kill all the men, steal all the women and the horses
Then later on, moved on to the pursuit of spices
And finally the rest of all devices
But in the wake of the trans-continental hustle
Government cloak it went up in flames
And by the time we builded up the muscle
There was no time or space left to claim
Iglesia de la calla transcontinentau
Cigano urbano maracatu rurau
We gonna build new kind of globalizer
Without pantzer-foust or a shmiser
And may the sound of our contaminated beat
Sweep all the Nazi purists off their feet
Contamination
Amalgamation
Cross-pollination
Is on the way, on the way, on the way!
Cross-pollination, hali ho, is on the way
Contamination
