Great Mission Lyrics - Yello

The jungle near Manaus 

The Amazonas full of piranhas 

The birds of paradise 

Disappear into the green desert 

For years and years 

We are hungry and desperate 

For the only thing worth living 

The excess 

We end our Great Mission 

Exhausted and sad 

And there is no hope left 

When suddenly 

In a cloud of golden smog 

The father of excess 

Jumps out of the water of 

The Amazonas full of piranhas 

And screams to the lost souls 

What are you doing at the Amazonas 

Leave Manaus full of piranhas [burp!] 

You will not find excess in the jungle 

And then 

He opened the green curtain 

Made of fleshy leaves and said 

I show you the excess of the 

Asphalt a Montmartre 

The excess of the belly-dance 

In Abu Dhabi 

And the excess of the everlasting night in Manhattan [burp!]