Boomlay, boomlay, boomlay, Boom,”
A roaring, epic, rag-time tune |With a philosophic pause.|
From the mouth of the Congo
To the Mountains of the Moon.
Death is an Elephant,
Torch-eyed and horrible, |Shrilly and with a heavily accented meter.|
Foam-flanked and terrible.
Boom, steal the pygmies,
Boom, kill the Arabs,
Boom, kill the white men,