The Native Eye
If there's some bustle and its in you head
And its all about that man over there
Well he's a person from your western world
And he's fat and he's white
And he's got it all
Hey man nice Sulu yeah you look the part
With your shells hanging down
On your fat gut
Give the man a Cocktail
Yeah give him some lunch
And a banana lounge to plant his arse
We're all so different
Though we seem the same
Through the native eye we look so vein
Well he knows Fiji yeah he knows it well
He's spent two long weeks in this hotel
Give him some Kava watch him drink it down
And if it tastes like shit he'll tell you aloud
Bula Vinaka is his Native tongue
Through a narrow mind his travelling's done
Good luck my fat friend
Yeah but watch your mouth
You may offend someone somewhere
Its not allowed
On my adventures I will open my eyes
And I'll open my mind to suck inside
Any foreign culture I can possibly cram
I'll give respect to the people
And respect what they have
El Ojo Nativo
Si hay bullicio y está en tu cabeza
Y todo se trata de ese hombre allá
Bueno, él es una persona de tu mundo occidental
Y es gordo y es blanco
Y lo tiene todo
Hey hombre, buen Sulu sí, pareces el papel
Con tus conchas colgando
En tu barriga gorda
Dale al hombre un cóctel
Sí, dale algo de almuerzo
Y una tumbona para plantar su trasero
Todos somos tan diferentes
Aunque parezcamos iguales
A través del ojo nativo nos vemos tan vanidosos
Bueno, él conoce Fiji sí, lo conoce bien
Ha pasado dos largas semanas en este hotel
Dale algo de Kava, míralo beberlo
Y si sabe a mierda te lo dirá en voz alta
Bula Vinaka es su lengua nativa
A través de una mente estrecha ha terminado su viaje
Buena suerte, mi amigo gordo
Sí, pero cuida tu boca
Puedes ofender a alguien en algún lugar
No está permitido
En mis aventuras abriré mis ojos
Y abriré mi mente para absorber
Cualquier cultura extranjera que pueda meter
Daré respeto a la gente
Y respetaré lo que tienen