Jungle and the Beat
Is there someone
Someone who can hear
My voice out there
I was walking through the jungle
With my head on the ground
Looking for something
That nobody found
Somebody asks me
For the science section
But I don't even know
My own direction
And a little man said
Bum, bum, bu bu bu bum
Bu bu bu bu bu bu bu
Is there someone
Someone who can hear
My voice out there
3,6,9
The goose drink wine
Monkey chew tobacco
On the street car-line
The line broke
The monkey get choked
And we all go to heaven
In a little rowboat
So put your feet on he rock
Let the girls see you rock
And if that don't do
Then stick it all through
So put your feet on he rock
Let the girls see you rock
And if that don't do
Then stick it all through
Push - do it, you got to push - do it
Push - do it, you got to push - do it
Ojetama, unakome
Ojetama, unakome
The dream of the scientist
The jungle and the beat
Is killing my feet
New York City is the hell for me tonight
Ojetama, unakome
Ojetama, unakome
