The buffalo have got a beef about this season’s grass. Warthogs have been thwarted in attempts to save their gas.
It means no worries for the rest of your days. It’s our problem-free philosophy: Hakuna Matata!
It’s clear from your vacant expressions the lights are not all on upstairs. But we’re talking kings and successions; Even you can’t be caught unawares.
If this is where the monarchy is headed Count me out! Out of service, out of Africa; I wouldn’t hang about
From the day we arrive on the planet And blinking, step into the sun; There’s more to see than can ever be seen; More to do than can ever be done