Dr. Jones

Cigar

Packed up his bags

It's time to go

No time for headaches

He's got this world

To prove he's wrong



Slipped through the cracks

They just don't know

Finding the relics

It's been his business all along



With bullwhip in hand he goes

Don't compete with Dr. Jones

In his endless search for truth

He just may end up after...



Spending his time

Reading each line

Finding the message

The words are key

To moving on



Trapped with the snakes

And skulls in the cave

Where is the exit?

The road to rescue

He plows his own



With bullwhip in hand he goes

Don't compete with Dr. Jones

In his endless search for truth

He just may end up after you



With bullwhip in hand he goes

Don't compete with Dr. Jones

Out to find what spells the truth

He'll kick McGyver's weak ass, too