A flood (Quelea, quelea) of blood to the heart (Quelea, quelea) A flood of blood to the heart Heat shimmer Open smother Ooh, dead in the middle of the C-O-double-M-O-N Little did I know then that the Mandela Boys Soon become Mandela Men Hips quiver

Breathe in, exhale, I’ve poked a nerve he’ll slap me like a whale Slaps the C-O-double M-O-N. C-O-double M-O-N A wave, an awesome wave, That rushes skin and widens in blooded veins. Tide out, tide in, A flood of blood to the heart and the fear