In the jungle you can sleep
With the commandments at your feet
Where the devil lays his hand
You don't even need to think
I'm tearing holes without a sink
But I know just where I stand
Lines from the story you put before me
I don't know what to choose
Under the oak tree tin all around me
I don't know what to proove
Yeah she felt what you felt like hell
In the jungle you're in the jungle
You're in the jungle that's you
In the jungle you're in the jungle
You're in the jungle Oooooohh
And I'll be waiting for a hit yeah
Ain't gonna seem fair tonight
And I'll keep havin other fits
Because it makes me feel alright
Alright alright yeah ooohhhhhh right
Right ooooohhhhh yeah
So if you should need a hand
Write down the address of the land
But I'm running out of time
I'll tell you when it's time to leave
You're never gonna get clean
