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Joseph rode in on a beam of light

Stray dogs to welcome in fights

Go build the cathedrals

The sight of the pilgrims gone nowhere

And millions of cars

They guise a dream in the distance

From promises he'd leave behind

When there was no harvest

He missed the sky and its circus

And countless, the stars

In Africa

The rivers are perfectly deep and beautifully wide

In Africa

The mothers will sing you to sleep

Say it's alright, child, it's alright

In Africa

We dance in the water and hold each other so tight

In Africa

The mothers will sing you to sleep

And say it's alright, child, it's alright

Joseph rode in on a beam of light

Dreamed of his queen by his side

There will be a beautiful sunset

And you'll be a beautiful bride