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Crime's the other side of what's right
Baba lives on the wrong side of the earth
On a plain flat planet he would've been white
Nobleman by name aristocrat by birth
Selling shades on the beach by daily routine
Matches the irony of your Western magazine
Papayabananacakecoconutjuice!
Baby with the basket pushes fruits and news
While man came across the sea
To change my under-developed diaper
White man came across the sea
To wipe my ass with tabloid paper
I'm a passionate man help me first
Ease my hunger quench my thirst
Can you see yourself devoured
I'll do anything to stay empowered
Part of him feels like some new kind of Noah
But all he can carry is some hectograms of Goa
Big Mother Ocean shut the stereo down
He travelled to listen not to see
On Arambol Beach his guitar will soon sound
When the last black man's crossed the sea
His earth turned flat his passport photo black
Backpacker Baba's never coming back
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Crime's the other side of what's right Baba lives on the wrong side of the earth On a plain flat planet he would've been white Nobleman by name aristocrat by birth Selling shades on the beach by daily routine Matches the irony of your Western magazine Papayabananacakecoconutjuice! Baby with the basket pushes fruits and news While man came across the sea To change my under-developed diaper White man came across the sea To wipe my ass with tabloid paper I'm a passionate man help me first Ease my hunger quench my thirst Can you see yourself devoured I'll do anything to stay empowered Part of him feels like some new kind of Noah But all he can carry is some hectograms of Goa Big Mother Ocean shut the stereo down He travelled to listen not to see On Arambol Beach his guitar will soon sound When the last black man's crossed the sea His earth turned flat his passport photo black Backpacker Baba's never coming back
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