When death comes I won't be there In fact I will not be found anywhere Not in Nevada, not in Sahara On Chomolungma or Guadalajara Cause I'll be climbing top of Never-Neverest With my contaminated friends Na paralleliah i meridianah Again I am Vasco da Gama In my headphones is Bob Marley and a-Joe Strummer I'm on a quest for solar amalgama I'm on a quest for Never-Neverest With my contaminated friends Old school, they were just nomadic forces Kill all the men, steal all the women and the horses Then later on, moved on to the pursuit of spices And finally the rest of all devices But in the wake of the trans-continental hustle Government cloak it went up in flames And by the time we builded up the muscle There was no time or space left to claim Iglesia de la calla transcontinentau Cigano urbano maracatu rurau We gonna build new kind of globalizer Without pantzer-foust or a shmiser And may the sound of our contaminated beat Sweep all the Nazi purists off their feet Contamination Amalgamation Cross-pollination Is on the way, on the way, on the way! Cross-pollination, hali ho, is on the way Contamination