From the recording Voice of the Forest
The Afro-Carribean beat is most pronounced in this track. One of the first recorded when the band got together.
Lyrics
How the little birds gonna tweedle-dee-dee if they can't breath?
(In-na mamba, in-na mambo)
How the little birds gonna tweedle-dee-dee if they can't breath?
(Out-na mamba, out-na mambo)
How's baby brother gonna giggle and laugh if he can't breathe?
(In-na mamba, in-na mambo)
How's baby brother gonna giggle and laugh if he can't breathe?
(out-na mamba, out-na mambo)
How's grandpa gonna whistle a tune if he can't breathe?
(In a mamba, in a mambo)
How's grandpa gonna whistle a tune if he can't breathe?
(out-na mamba, out-na mambo)
The forests make the air so we can breathe.
(In a mamba, in a mambo)
The forests make the air so we can breathe.
(Out-na mamba, out-na mambo)
If we cut the forests down, nobody's gonna breathe.
(In a mamba, in a mambo)
If we cut the forests down, nobody's gonna breathe.
(out-na mamba, out-na mambo)
How the little birds gonna tweedle-dee-dee if they can't breath?
(In-na mamba, in-na mambo)
How the little birds gonna tweedle-dee-dee if they can't breath?
(Out-na mamba, out-na mambo)