Weezer - Africa

^BbI hear the drums ^Dmechoing to^Gm7night But ^Bbshe hears only ^Ebwhispers of some ^Fquiet conv^Gm7ersa --t^Abion ^{Cm Bb} She's coming ^Dmin, twelve-thirty f^Gm7light The ^Bbmoonlit wings r^Ebeflect the stars that^Ab guide me towards^Gm7 salva--ti^Abon ^{Cm Bm}I stopped an o^Dmld man along the^Gm7 way ^BmHoping to find some ^Abold forgotten w^Fmords or ancient ^Gm7melo-di^Abes ^{Cm Bm}He turned to ^Dmme as if to^Gm7 say ^GmHurry boy its ^Abwaiting there f^Cmor you

It's ^Fmgonna take a ^Dblot to drag me aw^Abay from y^Ebou There's^Fm nothing that a^Db hundred men or m^Abore could ever ^Ebdo ^FmI bless the ^Dbrains down in ^AbAfri-c^Eba ^FmGonna take some ^Dbtime to do the ^Abthings we never ^Cmhaaa^Ebaaaa^Fmaaa^Abve ^Cm

^BbThe wild dogs ^Dbcry out in the ^Gmnight As ^Bmthey grow restless ^Ablonging for some ^Fmsolitary ^Gmcompa^Abny ^Cm I^Bm know that I^Dm must do what's ^Gmright A^Bms sure as K^Abilimanjaro rises like O^Fmlympus above the ^Gm7Seren-g^Abeti ^Cm I^Bm seek to c^Dmure what's deep ^Gm7inside ^GmFrightened of this ^Abthing that I've be^Cmcome

It's ^Fmgonna take a ^Dblot to drag me aw^Abay from y^Ebou There's^Fm nothing that a^Db hundred men or m^Abore could ever ^Ebdo ^FmI bless the ^Dbrains down in ^AbAfri-c^Eba ^FmGonna take some ^Dbtime to do the ^Abthings we never ^Cmhaaa^Ebaaaa^Fmaaa^Abve ^Cm

^FmI bless the ^Dbrains down in ^AbAfri-c^Eba repeat