Chaka - Brazzaville
Composed by：David Arthur Brown
A hundred thousand ways to fail
So I picked a few
And spent some time in jail
Now I drown my sorrows in a spoon
And spend my days
In a dusty motel room
Cha-ka
Cha-ka
Cha-ka
Cha-ka
I grew up in a loving family
In a San Diego suburb
Near the sea
But I had some wild blood in my veins
So I packed a bag
And hitchhiked to LA
Cha-ka
Cha-ka
Cha-ka
Cha-ka
One day my soul will travel home
To the starry blizzard
Out beyond the moon
And this wasted life won't seem in vain
As I'm drifting
Towards that blinding light again
Cha-ka
Cha-ka
Cha-ka
Cha-ka
