Spoken: In most tropical zones The air is alive with insects buzzing and scratching On the Serengeti plains The sound you hear is a constant row of large mammals Belching, farting, mooing, screaming, and slobbering All around there are creatures big as donkeys Eating and being eaten It's a barnyard sound Under the brutal African sun The cycle of life and d**h is repeated endlessly Undisturbed by the contaminated curiosity of humans But there is a pattern there to see And the point will soon be clear to me Sung: There's a pattern there to see And the point will soon be clear to me There's a pattern there to see And the point will soon be clear to me There's a pattern there to see And the point will soon be clear to me Look at what I've found Just walking around this ground