Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Backpacka Baba, artist - Solefald. Date of issue: 01.03.2009
Song language: English
Backpacka Baba |
| Crime’s the other side of what’s right |
| Baba lives on the wrong side of the earth |
| On a plain flat planet he would’ve been white |
| Nobleman by name aristocrat by birth |
| Selling shades on the beach by daily routine |
| Matches the irony of your Western magazine |
| Papayabananacakecoconutjuice! |
| Baby with the basket pushes fruits and news |
| White man came across the sea |
| To change my under-developed diaper |
| White man came across to me |
| To wipe my ass with tabloid paper |
| I’m a passionate man help me first |
| Ease my hunger quench my thirst |
| Can you see yourself devoured |
| I’ll do anything to stay empowered |
| Part of him feels like some new kind of Noah |
| But all he can carry is some hectograms of Goa |
| Big Mother Ocean shut the stereo down |
| He travelled to listen not to see |
| On Arambol Beach his guitar will soon sound |
| When the last black man’s crossed the sea |
| His earth turned flat his passport photo black |
| Backpacker Baba’s never coming back |