'Midst of all this waste
Young women weep for their dying babies
But I will never understand

I hear survival in his hands
See Dr.Livingston land with a thunk

Carry the sound and the fury
Carry the baby and keeping it warm
Young girl, eyes full of promise
With more than just my God to appease
So tell me about all the places you go
I hear survival in his hands
I hear the drums, I know it's urgent

Carry the sound and the fury
If I were to stay here, there'd be no one to save me
Down where the sad willows gather
Switch to record I get the picture

I am a white man in Africa
In the Mozambique sun

Mad world, invisible army
I hear survival in his hands
I am a white man in Africa
Blow up the bridges and come like a storm
Left all alone in a war zone
I hear the drums, I know it's urgent

Deep in a monastery
There is a curse upon this land
That's where I want to be
Hours later thoughts of my bed

Wrestle my soul
Hit record get the picture
Young men go down on their knees
How there is love in his face
I hear survival in his hands
White smoke cover the jungle
But I will never understand
I hear the drums

All the lives that you swallow, the people you keep

I will never understand
I hear the drums
I hear the drums, I know it's urgent
Leave me tired and ready for sleep

Switch to record I get the picture
Under the gun
Down where the sad willows gather