Versuri Tut-ench-amun

Falkenhorstbeen and seen down flight from Chicago
All aboard the African Queen
I am on a night boat down to Cairofeeling like a tourist with a foreign man
abroad
Tells it like he thinks it is, but I know he is fraud
There is a map tucked under his shoulder
And a cap perched on his head
If he looked any older, he might as well be deaddressed in army surplus the
files around me swarm
On a mission without a purpose, I wish I’d never been bornby the light of a
pale moon – Tutankhamen
Half past high noon – Tutankhamenput you in the picture – 1884
I’m up to date on the literature
But I have never been here beforethere is a black boy on the corner trailing
me behind
Stalking like a vulture money on his mind
In the shadow of the giant sphinx the archeological tale
Before the eastern sun sinks I’ll be learning brailleby the light of a pale
moon – Tutankhamen
Half past high noon – Tutankhamen
They are playing our tune – Tutankhamen
Half past high noon – Tutankhamenby the light of a, light of a pale moon –
Tutankhamen
Half past high noon – Tutankhamen
By the light of a pale moon – Tutankhamen
Half past high noon – Tutankhamen