Zambia

To be irregular

Saint Elmo preaches strength in who you are

And every kid you knew picked at your scars

Social butterflies that sting

So home up on the hill

You drop the acid and you watch it spill

On and on, the pop songs come at will

Inside the toilet bowl you sing

So go to Zambia!

That's a name, a place you've heard before

Poster you could splash across your door

On a lip the joint burns through

On a spit, you're turning too

Most nights alive, you sweat like Zambia

So don’t they see you roll?

Aren't the eyes a peep hole to the soul?

Don't you see that your late night shows?

Before you turn the tv on

You got a girlfriend too

Pretty deadly piece of skin to chew

And you love her, or you think you do

You're sure you'll notice when she's gone

And now in Zambia!

That's a name, a place you've heard before

No hesitating at the cockpit door

This is where you wanna be

Underneath acacia trees

The cradle rings, but you're in Zambia

You may yet take a turn

Monday morning's still another world

But the weekend's built on words words words

Not a one of them will change

And if the sky and land

Melt together like a wedding band

God himself could place it on your hand

And you would let it slip away

So now in Zambia!

You got Victoria to drench your heart!

Hope that any day your life might start!

Any roar may be the cue

Nausea's just a point of view

When you’ve got everything to lose

Is it different down in Zambia?