Marimba Jive Songtext

von Red Guitars

They've got ways to dislocate a culture
Boss your soul and make you look so much older
Shine a light in your pale eyes
Loose the truth in a complex of lies
The brutalist tradition.

They try to keep my marimba under
Sap her strength and steal her thunder
We wanna rock, we wanna roll, we wanna rumba
Dance another dance and roll another number - yeah
Imperial tradition.

The land is rich but the country's barren
The table top and the golden hem
The wire tap, the rule of the baton
They need marimba just to liberate them
Apartheid tradition.

So strike a note on the x-y-i-lophone
Strike a chord in the coldest heart
Marimba jive - jive and survive!
Marimba rings long distance
Join the birds and fly south for the winter.