James Conder - Vocals and Spanish Guitar
Phill Ward - 5-string Fretless Bass and Toy Guitar
Amjid Hasan - Udu and Tambourine
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Whatever mumbo, whatever jumbo
Whatever you, whatever you can conjure up
Half a light, half a star, a cruel sky
Soon Heaven will spill its cup
It’s twilight, come midday
And the clouds, the clouds hang like a fist
Susurrations, invocations, a thunderclap
Grants the thirsty child her wish
And the monsoon is coming on the western wind
It’s rattling amongst the coconut trees
The monsoon is coming on the western wind
It’s rattling amongst the coconut trees
Tropic heat, tiger cage, and your shirt
Your shirt stuck to your back
Almond eyes, toffee skin, loneliness
Leaves you rolling in the honeytrap
You’ve a crown on a chain
And a regalia, regalia of rust
You’re King Midas of verdigris
And your touch is turning gold to dust
And the monsoon is coming on the western wind
It’s rattling amongst the coconut trees
The monsoon is coming on the western wind
It’s rattling amongst the coconut trees
The monsoon’s here to wash us clean
Take away all left in between
So beat a rain dance on your tambourine
And let the rivers run down the ravine
The monsoon’s here to wash us clean
Take away all left in between
So beat a rain dance on your tambourine
And let the rivers run down the ravine
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