Karaoké Africa Postmodern Jukebox

I hear the drums echoing tonight

She hears only whispers of some quiet conversation

She's coming in twelve-thirty flight

Her moonlit wings reflect the stars that guide me toward salvation

I stopped an old man along the way

Hoping to find some old forgotten words or ancient melodies

He turned to me as if to say hurry boy it's waiting there for you

It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you

There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do

I bless the rains down in Africa

Gonna take some time to do the things we never had

The wild dogs cry out in the night as they grow restless longing for some solitary company

I know that

I must do what's right

Sure as Kilimanjaro rises to Olympus above the Serengeti

I seek to cure what's deep inside

Frightened of this thing that I've become

It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you

There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do

I bless the rains down in Africa

Gonna take some time to do the things we never had

La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la

Walter, take it away

It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you

There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do

I bless the rains down in Africa

I bless the rains down in Africa

I'm gonna miss it

I'm gonna miss it

I'm gonna miss it

Don't it fell good?

Na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na

I bless the rains

I'm gonna bless the rains

It's gonna take a lot to do the things we never had ooh