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Out of Africa - Lyrics

There are no lions in the Great Karoo (in the Great Karoo)
There are no lions in the Great Karoo (in the Great Karoo)
There are no lions in the Great Karoo (in the Great Karoo)
In the Great Karooh

In the dried up tracts of the Great Karoo
In the semi-desert where the sky is blue
Where the Rats roam free and the brandy flows
And the stars are thicker than a blue gum grows

The seas too cold for a morning dip
But you can still dance with a replacement hip
And while the dolphins play off the southern coast
The Bat Barns haunted by the Calahan ghost

Out of Africa, Out of Africa

All the owls that hoot in the house of glass
Celebrate this stronghold of middle class (middle class)
And the doctor sketches in the dead of night (dead of night)
While the painters paint and the writers write

Out of Africa, Out of Africa

There are no lions in the Great Karoo (in the Great Karoo)
There are no lions in the Great Karoo (in the Great Karoo)
There are no lions in the Great Karoo (in the Great Karoo)
In the Great Karoo

Where the beer cans melt under skies of blue
In the wasted tracts of the doctor who
With the Rats ascending to dizzy heights
Until his spaceship lands and reality bites

Out of Africa, Out of Africa
Out of Africa (Out of Africa)
Out of Africa (Out of Africa)

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