I have crossed the mystic desert
To snap pictures of the poor
I've invited them to brunch
Let them crash out on my floor

There's sunshine in my veins
My kitchen's filled with flies
I'm crying out in vain
Like a little African child

Trapped in me
There's an African child
Trapped in me
There's a little African child trapped in me

All these rooms are cluttered with the spoils of my fame
My doors and windows shuttered I just can't keep out the rain
There's sunshine down in hell
My kitchen's filled with flies
I'm crying out for help
Like a little African child

Trapped in me
There's an African child
Trapped in me
There's a little African child trapped in me
All these blowjobs in limousines
What do they matters
What do they mean
To the little African child
Trapped in me

[Swahili chant] (partially shown with translation)
Nataka upendo
Nataka usalama
Mi nataka wimbo
Ninakuja Afrika

I want love
I want security
I want music
So i come to Afrika

Watoto wote wamekatwa mkono
All the children's hands have been chopped off

Isipokuwa watoto wanono
Except the fat kids
Mungu linda watoto
Mungu linda watoto
Mimi ni mungu nalinda watoto
Mimi ni mungu nalinda watoto
Usalama ni mimi
Upendo ni mimi
Na katika afrika mfalme ni mimi
God protects children
God protects children
I am a god who protects children
I am a god who protects children
I am peace
I am love
And in Africa I am the king

[End Swahili chant]

African child
Trapped in me
There's an African child
Trapped in me
There's a little African child trapped in me
There's a little African child trapped in me
There's a little African child trapped in me