Zanzibar - Hoodoo Gurus

Did we ever meet in Zanzibar

Two caucasians at the town bazaar

Are you who you say you are?

Did you offer me a Dutch cigar?

You must have thought you were so bourgeois

Are you who you say your are?

After all these years, you haven’t changed at all

But I can’t say you look the same

Summer days are hot in Zanzibar

And at night the sky is filled with stars

Listen, you can hear guitars

Native people, skins as black as tar

Wear bright-coloured robes in Zanzibar

They’ve never even heard of ska

On a guided tour of limestone caves

Did we see where the traders kept their slaves?

Was that how we spent the day?

After all these years, you haven’t changed at all

But I can’t say you look the same

I have never been to Zanzibar

I have always thought it was too far

You’re not who you say you are

You’re not who you say you are

You’re not who you say you are