When death comes I won't be there

In fact I will not be found anywhere

Not in Nevada, not in Sahara

On Chomolungma or Guadalajara

Cause I'll be climbing top of Never-Neverest

With my contaminated friends

Gah!

Hey hey hey hey, hali hali ho, hali hali hey

Hey hey hey hey, hali hali ho, hali hali hey

Hey hey hey hey, hali hali ho, hali hali hey

Hey hey hey hey, hali hali ho, hali hali yah!

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Kill all the men, steal all the women and the horses

Then later on, moved on to the pursuit of spices

And finally the rest of all devices

But in the wake of the Trans-continental hustle

Government cloak it went up in flames

And by the time we builded up the muscle

There was no time or space left to claim

Iglesia de la calla transcontinentau

Cigano urbano maracatu rurau

We gonna build new kind of globalizer

Without pantzer-foust or a shmiser

And may the sound of our contaminated beat

Sweep all the Nazi purists off their feet

Hey hey hey hey, hali hali ho, hali hali hey

Hey hey hey hey, hali hali ho, hali hali hey

Hey hey hey hey, hali hali ho, hali hali hey

Party!

Contamination

Amalgamation

Cross-pollination

Is on the way, on the way, on the way!

Hey hey hey hey, hali hali ho, hali hali hey

Cross-pollination, hali ho, is on the way

Contamination, ha hali ho ha ha...