If there's some bustle and its in you headAnd its all
about that man over thereWell he's a person from your
western worldAnd he's fat and he's whiteAnd he's got
it allHey man nice Sulu yeah you look the partWith
your shells hanging downOn your fat gutGive the man
a CocktailYeah give him some lunchAnd a banana lounge
to plant his arseWe're all so differentThough we seem
the sameThrough the native eye we look so veinWell
he knows Fiji yeah he knows it wellHe's spent two long
weeks in this hotelGive him some Kava watch him drink
it downAnd if it tastes like shit he'll tell you aloudBula
Vinaka is his Native tongueThrough a narrow mind his
travelling's doneGood luck my fat friendYeah but watch
your mouthYou may offend someone somewhereIts not allowedOn
my adventures I will open my eyesAnd I'll open my mind
to suck insideAny foreign culture I can possibly cramI'll
give respect to the people And respect what they have