Reachers of Civilisation

Wild and untouched by the reachers of civilisation They wanted their money's worth Wild and untouched by the reachers of civilisation They wanted their money's worth To gaze at the simple ways of the little brown people Deranged by the authorities Testing their strength, speed and skills And there is no silence until late at night When all the visitors are gone and we are finally left alone No place to plant or hunt No mountains or rivers Their houses are tall as trees By the reachers of civilisation The reachers of civilisation They wanted their money's worth