Apartheid for one
Is simply not done
And we need to slow down the arms race
Terrorism is fine
It keeps the commies in line
And ending world hunger will save face
The Middle East is a beast
A big drag at least
It sure needs some kind of segue
But the last thing we need
In the land overseas
Are displays of American meddling
Oh Sri Lanka
Your love I cannot find
You are so distant
You are not one of mine
We need to ensure
America's pure
And takes care of the domestic
Old men and old ladies
And babies with rabies
The places where AIDS has infested
Let's take some axes
To federal taxes
Let's throw away our inhibitions
Let's open the doors
For standards and poors
And mergers and acquisitions
I hope you die yuppie scum
I can't believe that we came from
All the same material
The same dead end, the same home
Oh Sri Lanka
Your love I cannot find
You are so distant
You are not one of mine
Oh Sri Lanka
We do not understand
You are so ...
You ... my land