Black Mamba, Black Mamba,
    she bad, bad snake.

        We hunt, we chase
             all other snakes.

                Black Mamba, she hunts,
                   she chases us.

               She hides in trees,
          she hides in grass.

                 She slithers so fast
                     we can’t escape.

                         She bites, and when
                               she bites, we die.

                                  One night she climb
                                       to top of hut.

                                 She drop through smokehole,
                            next to fire.

                    Sleeping family 
               lying there.

                      One, two, 
                           three, four –

                              She bites the woman,
                                    bites the man.

                          Bites the boy, and
                   bites the girl.

                     Plenty of poison –
                            she kills them all.

                                     Black Mamba, Black Mamba,
                                           she bad, bad snake.