He's a protozoan, he's just a filthy protozoan The roads are dry and dusty and we're taking in the scenery Waving to the people in the fields; This is life to me, as far as the eye can see And you are dead to me I was twisted up in Cwezi shrines and you were the anomaly A conceited disease Time spent in foreign lands is a cure, it seems And it triggered a change in me This is an unfamiliar strain, I have no immunity Ravenous and unrelenting, pathogenic and parasitic This is unclean and it has to be treated Parasite in the bloodstream: this is unclean And he's feeding, he's been feeding on everything The roads were dry and dusty, we were taking in the scenery Waving to the people in the fields; This was life to me, as far as the eye could see And you were dead to me He's just a filthy protozoan