Reachers of Civilisation

Wild and untouched by the reachers of civilisation
They wanted their money's worth

Wild and untouched by the reachers of civilisation
They wanted their money's worth
To gaze at the simple ways of the little brown people
Deranged by the authorities
Testing their strength, speed and skills
And there is no silence until late at night
When all the visitors are gone and we are finally left alone
No place to plant or hunt
No mountains or rivers
Their houses are tall as trees
By the reachers of civilisation

The reachers of civilisation
They wanted their money's worth