ANDREWS SISTERS & DANNY KAYE - CIVILIZATION (BONGO BONGO BONGO)

CIVILIZATION

(BONGO BONGO BONGO)

ANDREWS SISTERS & DANNY KAYE

SONGWRITERS: BOB HILLIARD & CARL SIGMAN

COUNTRY: U. S. A.

ALBUM: FALLOUT 3

LABEL: BETHESDA SOFTWORKS

GENRE: POP

YEAR: 1948

"Civilization" is an American pre-pop song. It was written by Bob Hilliard and Carl Sigman, published in 1947 later included in the 1947 Broadway musical Angel in the Wings, sung by Elaine Stritch. The song is sometimes also known as "Bongo, Bongo, Bongo (I Don't Want to Leave the Congo)" from its first line of the chorus. The sheet music gives the title as "Civilization (Bongo, Bongo, Bongo)".

Each morning, a missionary

advertises neon sign

He tells the native population

that civilization is fine

And three educated savages holler from a bamboo tree

That civilization is a thing for me to see

So bongo, bongo, bongo,

I don't wanna leave the Congo

Oh no no no no no

Bingle, bangle, bungle,

I'm so happy in the jungle

I refuse to go

Don't want no bright lights,

false teeth, doorbells, landlords,

I make it clear

That no matter how they coax him,

I'll stay right here

I looked through a magazine

the missionary's wife concealed

(Magazine? What happens?)

I see how people who are civilized

bung you with automobile

(You know you can get hurt

that way Daniel?)

At the movies they have got to pay

many coconuts to see

(What do they see, Darling?)

Uncivilized pictures that the newsreel

takes of me

So bongo, bongo, bongo,

he don't wanna leave the Congo

Oh no no no no no

Bingo, bangle, bungle,

he's so happy in the jungle

He refuse to go

Don't want no penthouse,

bathtub, streetcars, taxis, noise in my ear

So, no matter how they coax him,

I'll stay right here

They hurry like savages

to get aboard an iron train

And though it's smokey and it's crowded,

they're too civilized to complain

When they've got two weeks’ vacation,

they hurry to vacation ground

(What do they do, Darling?)

They swim and they fish,

but that's what I do all year round

So bongo, bongo, bongo,

I don't wanna leave the Congo

Oh no no no no no

Bingo, bangle, bungle,

I'm so happy in the jungle

I refuse to go

Don't want no jailhouse,

shotgun, fish-hooks, golf clubs

I got my spears

So, no matter how they coax him,

I'll stay right here

They have things like the atom bomb,

so I think I'll stay where I "ahm"

Civilization, I'll stay right here!