What evil they carry
These American Hunters
Tanzania supplies them with body parts, they
So many Tuskers are killed in the process
Shot through and cut up
And shipped off each day
Head parts and tusks
And skin it’s moronic
Parcelled and shipped
For the gullible who
Can probably put in their trophy rooms
Somewhere
Showing their sick friends just what they do
The angst and the anguish
Surrounding the shipments
Scum bag affiliates
Lowest of the low
Tempting the Africans
To sacrifice Tuskers
Now people everywhere you
All now know
American hunters
Be ashamed of your dream world
With your tedious lives
It is bedlam no doubt
A massive tall elephant
Lives for the country
And with your remittance
That’s what it’s about