Darkness on the city streets Violence in the air I can feel the animals looking at me But I'm a tiger and I have no fear I'm a big cat I don't fuck around
A scream and a cry and a yell. A father in the forest searching for his children. Children, children where have you gone to. Because of me you have forgotten
Take me home, somewhere safe Lean on me, saving grace Such a light, where you are Something new, forest fire I'll miss this when it's gone Let's not
You wanna be set apart? Burn all of your art repair the wasteful part I'm a vampire in a forest fire Hey! we all gotta keep warm driving towards the storm
Jungle: I see no point in living life that right, so I just take what I can find. I see no point in living life that right, when your out here in this
When you're a young man, down and out You really need someone to help you out It looks like life or death is your only choice It's really hard to see
I see buds that are green, red roses too I see the blunts, for me and you And I say to myself, what a wonderful world It's the illest little story for
Oh, my friend Don't get caught in yesterday All the things we've heard Have left and made their way Lower your guns even if love has turned to spite
I crashed in the jungle while tryin' to keep a date With my little girl who was back in the States I was stranded in the jungle, afraid and alone Tryin
On the horizon, the landscape's burning red Bushfire smoke in your eyes, smoke in your eyes If you feel something, that makes you warm all over If you
In my shoes, in my shoes There is so much to remind me As the stars come out above me, home Cool wind, clear my head Bright sun grow my food Strong rain
Two thousand and two Lookin' like a tennis player Representin' the Wu You gangsta nigga? Two thousand and two You? You isn't Representin' the motherfuckin
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Now you all know the bards and their songs When hours have gone by, I'll close my eyes In a world far away we may meet again But now hear my song about
[Lead vocals: Eduardo Marques] Deep in the forest Down the trees So dark and so cold We cry the end of our king Hurt and tired Laid down on the field
I'm floating in a black balloon O.D. on Easter afternoon My mama told me, "Baby stay clean There's no in between" But all you ladies and you gentlemen
Too far away from the city Some kids left on the road They said we have a communist in the family I had to wear a mask Too far away from the city We