cc   cc shake  your bag o'bones  shake your bag o'bones,  that's
c       not traffic roar -- that's a leopard in your heart shake
cc   cc your bag o'bones     shake your bag o'bones      go tell
  ccc   your  stale  friends   go tell false prophets  and  drug
traffickers not   to try    to push     our bodies  any   faster
we're dancing with  disaster  and  the  first  will be  the last
it's   nearly   africa, oh-oh,    it's    nearly africa,  oh-oh,
any day now   any day, now now
unplug  future  plans;    finger-paint the   sun on   you  shake
your  bag o'bones   shake    your  bag  o'bones,   mend     your
missing links ---  I    think trust   should be the   glue shake
your bag    o'bones  shake  your  bag   o'bones   go  tell  your
warboys go  tell  all  leeches   and  blind panickers   not   to
try to  push  your  bodies   any   faster we're   dancing   with
disaster  and the first  will be the  last it's   nearly africa,
oh-oh,  it's   nearly    africa,   oh-oh  any   day,  now    any
day, now now
our civilisation    car is   running wild    who did  you   give
the  wheel  to?   the  fat  man  driving us  over  the  edge  of
the   nearest  cliff-face  is he  the   same god  that I've seen
you kneel to?

andy-lead and   backing vocals,  semi-acoustic  electric guitar,
alto   sax    colin-fender  bass    dave-prophet    V,   backing
vocals  terry-drums,    drums   synthesiser special guest  vocal
support-trans de vente                  composed by a. partridge