African Child (Trapped in Me)

I have crossed the mystic desert

To snap pictures of the poor

I ve invited them to brunch

Let them crash out on my floor


There s sunshine in my veins

My kitchen s filled with flies

I m crying out in vain

Like a little African child


Trapped in me

There s an African child

Trapped in me

There s a little African child trapped in me


All these rooms are cluttered

With the spoils of my fame

My doors and windows shuttered

I just can t keep out the rain


There s sunshine down in hell

My kitchen s filled with flies

I m crying out for help

Like a little African child


Trapped in me

There s an African child

Trapped in me

There s a little African child trapped in me


All of these s

In limousines

What do they matter

What do they mean

To the little African child trapped in me

[Canto Africano]


African child

Trapped in me

There s an African child

Trapped in me

There s a little African child trapped in me

There s a little African child trapped in me

There s a little African child

Trapped in me