Reachers of Civilisation

Wild and untouched by the reachers of civilisation

They wanted their money's worth

Wild and untouched by the reachers of civilisation

They wanted their money's worth

To gaze at the simple ways of the little brown people

Deranged by the authorities

Testing their strength, speed and skills

And there is no silence until late at night

When all the visitors are gone and we are finally left alone

No place to plant or hunt

No mountains or rivers

Their houses are tall as trees

By the reachers of civilisation

The reachers of civilisation

They wanted their money's worth