Journey - Asian Dub Foundation

Take the long train to Bombay

Duck as the tunnels came

Tune in your crystal set

You’ve won the freedom to forget

You’ve won the freedom to forget

Feeling good migrations

Tuned in to the mother nation

Taking her aim

Changing your name

Now we’re nomads that stay in one place

Not a country, not a face

Standing out but we’re like ghosts

Long-term guests, ungracious hosts

Re-written history, a sleepy slavery

Those sweet sweet sweet machines

Sniffling, selling

Good migrations

Tuned in to the mother nation

Taking her aim

Changing your name

Taking her aim

Changing your name

The nine year old boy who had wanted to be white

Set out on the journey from loneliness to pride

Hostile environments along the way

A slowly changing landscape

But a steady stream of consciousness rising

A steady stream of consciousness rising

This is the journey from loneliness to pride

No longer any need to hide

Struggle to live and we cry struggle to survive

Struggla, struggla, struggla, struggla just to stay alive

'Cause inside the jungle you do or you die

And you got to be aware, you got to have the jungle eye

Oh man, you got to have the jungle eye

Struggla, struggla, struggla just to stay alive

Inside the jungle you do or you die

Just to stay alive, oh man, just to stay alive

Struggle to live and we cry struggle to survive

Struggla, struggla, struggla, struggla just to stay alive

'Cause inside the jungle you do or you die

Man, you got to be aware, you got to have the jungle eye

Oh man, you got to have the jungle eye

Struggla, struggla, struggla, struggla just to stay alive

Inside the jungle you do or you die

Oh man, you got to be aware

You got to have the jungle eye

Steady stream of consciousness rising

Steady stream of consciousness rising

Steady stream of consciousness rising

This is the journey from loneliness to pride

Nomads can stay in loneliness

Standing out still like ghost

No longer any need to hide