Spoken:
In most tropical zones
The air is alive with insects buzzing and scratching
On the Serengeti plains
The sound you hear is a constant row of large mammals
Belching, farting, mooing, screaming, and slobbering
All around there are creatures big as donkeys
Eating and being eaten
It's a barnyard sound
Under the brutal African sun
The cycle of life and d**h is repeated endlessly
Undisturbed by the contaminated curiosity of humans
But there is a pattern there to see
And the point will soon be clear to me
Sung:
There's a pattern there to see
And the point will soon be clear to me
There's a pattern there to see
And the point will soon be clear to me
There's a pattern there to see
And the point will soon be clear to me
Look at what I've found
Just walking around this ground