Bhi Bhiman - White Man's Burden Blues [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Bible and a rifle and my whiteface is scrubbed clean
Mayonnaise in a ziplock bag I'm saving for next week
I've traveled far and wide and through the airwaves on the screen
This White Man's Burden blues has ravaged my once youthful sheen

Juarez to New Delhi, Kinshasa to Beirut
I got the White Man's Burden blues!

[Harmonica]

Where's my tea, Mauritius? Why have you not done what I said?
Virgil take out Maury and go whip him by the shed
Trust a dark head once and find him in your daughter's bed
I've already lost a gay son to a sharecropper named Fred

Hatred and indifference are as funny as the Jews
I got the White Man's Burden blues!

I need a vacation this is grueling Monday work!
But tales and sings and everything; Lord! Deliver me a Turk![?]
Inhaled another curry foie gras cricketing with Blake
Curry farts and Hindu dots were not in the brochure

Take me to America, I spread the word of truth
I got the White Man's Burden blues!

[Harmonica]

Let the heathens breath in all our well and Christian air
Chinos for the Filipinos with no clothes to wear
Unruly coolies acting like a bunch of mu lin yang[?]
We can wait for centuries, they ain't fooling anyone

Rio down to Cape Town, Morroco to Peru
I got the White Man's Burden blues!

[Harmonica]

Bible and a rifle and my whiteface is scrubbed clean
Mayonnaise in a ziplock bag I'm saving for next week
I've traveled far and wide and through the airwaves on the screen
This White Man's Burden blues has ravaged my once youthful sheen

Juarez to New Delhi, Kinshasa to Beirut
I got the White Man's Burden blues!
He's got the White Man's Burden blues!