On The Amazon

On The Amazon Sung by Don McLean Words by Clifford Grey and Greatrex Newman music by Vivian Ellis From 1927 British musical "Mr. Cinders" [Intro] There’s a danger zone not a stranger zone            Than the little plot I walk on that   I    call  my home. Full of eerie sights weird and skeerie sights          Ev’ry vicious animal  that  creeps and crawls and bites. [Verse 1] On the Amazon   the prophylactics prowl On the Amazon   the hypodermics howl On the Amazon    you’ll hear a scarab scowl And sting      zodiacs  on the wing. All the stalactites      and vicious vertebrae Hunt the stalagmites      while laryngitis slay All the parasites       that come from Paraguay in Spring...mmmmmm Snarling equinox among the rocks will seize            you And the Fahrenheit comes out at night to freeze you. Wild duodenum are lurking in the trees And the jungle swarms with green apostrophes. Oh the Amazon  is   call-ing  me.          [C#dim] [Am7] [Verse 2] On the Amazon     the pax vobiscum bite On the Amazon     the epiglottis fight On the Amazon     the hemispheres at night all slink Where the       agnostics drink. All the hippodromes      that lie concealed in mud Join the metronomes        that live in swamp and flood; Then the kodachromes      come out and drink their blood Poor ginks. While velocipedes among the weeds will scare          you And the menopause with hungry jaws ensnares you. Frenzied adenoids      infest the hills and slopes Ev’ry one avoids           the deadly stethoscopes. Oh the Amazon  is    call-ing Yes the Amazon is    call-ing Oh the Amazon is   call-ing   me.