Malarone - Linea Aspera

He’s a protozoan, he’s just a filthy protozoan

The roads are dry and dusty and we’re taking in the scenery

Waving to the people in the fields;

This is life to me, as far as the eye can see

And you are dead to me

I was twisted up in Cwezi shrines and you were the anomaly

A conceited disease

Time spent in foreign lands is a cure, it seems

And it triggered a change in me

This is an unfamiliar strain, I have no immunity

Ravenous and unrelenting, pathogenic and parasitic

This is unclean and it has to be treated

Parasite in the bloodstream: this is unclean

And he’s feeding, he’s been feeding on everything

The roads were dry and dusty, we were taking in the scenery

Waving to the people in the fields;

This was life to me, as far as the eye could see

And you were dead to me

He’s just a filthy protozoan