Tanganyika Tears

[Verse 1] The man in the suit said pack your gear, We’re leaving the jungle, we're out of here. Got a Sikorsky bird warming up on the clay, We’re flying over water before the break of day. Don't ask no questions, just load the guns, We’re chasing the shadows, we’re the fortunate sons! [Chorus] Over the water! Low and fast! Leaving the ghosts of Fizi in the past! Heading to the valley where the blue stones gleam, Waking up the devil from a sapphire dream! Yeah, we’re Umba Valley bound! Gonna burn it to the ground! [Verse 2] Look out the door, nothing but the black, Lake Tanganyika, and we ain't turning back. Wind in my face, and a FAL on my knee, Hunting down a secret that we wasn't meant to see. They're digging up the magic in the Tanzanian dirt, We’re bringing down the thunder, and somebody’s gonna hurt! [Chorus] Over the water! Low and fast! Leaving the ghosts of Fizi in the past! Heading to the valley where the blue stones gleam, Waking up the devil from a sapphire dream! Yeah, we’re Umba Valley bound! [Guitar Solo: Screaming 1960s blues-rock solo, heavy fuzz, wah-wah pedal] [Outro] Umba Valley! Look out below! [Heavy drum hits simulating rotor blades slowing down, fading into silence]