It was far across the sea
When the devil got a hold of me
He wouldn't set me free
So he kept me soul for ransom

Na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na

I'm a sailor man from Glasgow town
I've roamed this world around and round
He's the meanest thing that I have found
In all my days of wandering

Na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na

And I could see his evil eyes
Was then he took me by surprise
Take me to your paradise
I want to see the jungle

Na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na

Here we go again
We're on the road again
We're on the road again
We're on our way to paradise
We love the jungle deep
That's where the lion sleeps
For then those evil eyes
They have no place in paradise

Graffiti on the walls just as the sun was going down
I seen graffiti on the walls (of the Celts, of the Celts)
Graffiti on the walls that says, "We're magic, we're magic"
Graffiti on the wall, graffiti on the wall
And it says
Ooh ah up the 'RA, say ooh ah up the 'RA
Ooh ah up the 'RA, say ooh ah up the 'RA
Ooh ah up the 'RA, say ooh ah up the 'RA
Ooh ah up the 'RA, say ooh ah up the 'RA
Ooh ah up the 'RA, say ooh ah up the 'RA
Ooh ah up the 'RA, say ooh ah up the 'RA

We went through each jungle deep
For the paradise that we did seek
Was no trip for the weak
They're waltzing with the natives

Na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na

From the Amazon to Borneo
From Africa to Tokyo
To the darkest jungles of the world
But nowhere could I lose him

Na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na

Around in circles every way
He turned to me and he did say
"I think your leading me astray
I want your soul, me boyo"

Na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na

Here we go again
We're on the road again
We're on the road again
We're on our way to paradise
We love the jungle deep
That's where the lion sleeps
For then those evil eyes
They have no place in paradise

Graffiti on the walls just as the sun was going down
I seen graffiti on the walls (of the Celts, of the Celts)
Graffiti on the walls that says, "We're magic, we're magic"
Graffiti on the wall, graffiti on the wall
It says
Ooh ah up the 'RA, say ooh ah up the 'RA
Ooh ah up the 'RA, say ooh ah up the 'RA
Ooh ah up the 'RA, say ooh ah up the 'RA
Ooh ah up the 'RA, say ooh ah up the 'RA
Ooh ah up the 'RA, say ooh ah up the 'RA
Ooh ah up the 'RA, say ooh ah up the 'RA

Copyright: BARDIS MUSIC, USA ATTN: PETER BARDON
Writer(s): Brian Warfield