Lyrics Urban Caravan - Pekka Pohjola

Urban Caravan

Young and fearless bandit dreams of scratchy gold, just to hold
In the wings of night where Asian smugglers roam
Turn to that skillful healer down by it all, just a call
While the heroes serve for life their drum beats on
The Bwana Boyer has slipped into silks at home
The urban caravan moves in the night
If Joe could leave it he’d leave it with no regret
If Jimmy Steeler had guts he’d say no
The urban caravan contacting lost brigades
Those moral strangers who left to be gone
Their scarlet babies have cried but they’re over it
The happy hunters still leave in the dawn
Where’s «Mongo Paris» with shipments from India
Where’s Whining Willard and Blues Crocodiles
Knocked over tables in Henderson’s Fish and Chips
It must be traders from over the line
Eager and instant are great Bwana’s new recruits
The urban caravan moves in the night
Safe and secure in the whirls of the night parade
Their easy riders in black beat the white
Where’s «Mongo Paris» with shipments from India
Where’s Whining Willard and Blues Crocodiles
Knocked over tables in Henderson’s Fish and Chips
It must be traders from over the line
Eager and instant are great Bwana’s new recruits
The urban caravan moves in the night
Safe and secure in the whirls of the night parade
Their easy riders in black beat the white
Rock and roll!
Some rock and roll and a style lasting overnight
You city slicks in your bars, you’re a bore
My bandit leathers are cooler than fashion ties
You’re only losers in fancy disguise
I am the sweat on your skin, that daring dangerous grin
But I’ll be here when you need me again
We’re running faster than wind on the avenue
We’re watching corners in fire hot night
My bandit leathers are cooler than fashion ties
You’re only losers in fancy disguise
I am the star on your mind, that daring dangerous kind
I am the hero of thieves of your time