the vines
in the jungle
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 tearin 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 prove yeah she felt 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 ooooooohhh and I'll be waitin for a hit yeah ain't gonna seem fair tonight and I'll keep havin other fits yeah because it makes me feel alright alright alright ooohhh ooohhh yeah right ooohhh ooohhh yeah so if you should need a hand write down the address of the land but I'm runnin out of time I'll tell you when it's time to leave you're never gonna get clean