Mister, this is your land
Nature at your command
Singers singing nothing much at all
Children this is your chance
Don't let them make you think all you have to do is dance
Guru this is your guiding light here
Ah where will the birds sing?
Where will they sing, sing now
Where will the birds sing?

White man this is your sin
Woman was there ever a beginning?
Speakers speaking nothing much at all
Ah! Where will the birds sing?
Where will they sing now
Where will the birds sing?
Preacher this is your God
Good people this is your blood
Useless decorations all over the place

Where will the birds sing?
They say no no no no

Speakers speaking nothing much at all
Singers singing nothing much at all
Where will the birds sing?
Children this is your chance
Don't let them make you think all you have to do is dance