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