Every night
In jungletown
All the boogies in the street
Radios turned up very loud
Playinand' andquot;dancing queenandquot;
They love our music
This english girl from the north somewhere
Is stayinand' with me at my place
Drinkinand' up all my beer
Talkinand' about the poor niggers all the time
Itand's a real disgrace she says
I tell her darling donand't talk about things you donand't understand
I tell her darling donand't talk about something you donand't know anything about
I tell her
Darling, if you donand't like it here, go back to your own miserable country
Itand's christmas in capetown, but it ainand't the same
Oh, the boys on the beach are still blowinand'
And the summer wind still kicks the clouds around
You know my little brother, babe
Well, he works out at the diamond mine
I drove him out there at five this morninand'
The niggers were waitinand' in a big long line
You know those big old lunch pails they carry, man
With a picture of andquot;star warsandquot; painted on the side
They were starinand' at us real hard with their big, ugly, yellow eyes
You could feel it
You could feel it
Itand's christmas in capetown, but it ainand't the same
The stores are open all the time
And the little kids on skateboards cut in and out of the crowd
And the christmas lights still shine
Myself, i donand't like to think the way i used to, man, you know
It donand't seem t get me high
And the beer donand't taste the wait ought to taste somehow
And i donand't know why
Donand't talk to me about the planes
Man, iand've heard it
Just take a look around
What are we gonna do, blow up the whole damn country?
I donand't know
Itand's christmas in capetown
Itand's christmas in capetown
Itand's christmas in capetown