The Boys from Brazil

Lyrics for The Boys from Brazil

Jungle protects the past Jungle protects the past Man in white pressed finger tips Against suntanned bodies Steaming skins and silver hair Even better than a medal Even better than a medal When in Rome Electronic cavemen When in Rome Propeller dying When in Rome Silently praying My honor is my loyalty Is life more precious than property Here comes the bride All dressed in white Time to think Can we have a little more light Palm oil Surrounded by burnt bodies Over the phone came hate Why do the girls always follow the boys from Brazil? Why do the girls always follow the boys from Brazil? Why have I been spared Vengeance Why have I been spared if not for vengeance Vengeance for all those wasted years Why do the girls always follow the boys from Brazil? Why do the girls always follow the boys from Brazil? If we forget the past, we're doomed to repeat it If we forget the past, we're doomed to repeat it