meat puppets
fruit
It's a swamp Just a jungle Tigers slipping through all the time Snakes and alligators Want to have a piece of what is mine I don't pay No attention To the nastiness going down Just above me Within my reach There's plenty of good things hanging 'round Fruit on the vine Ice water fountains Fruit on the vine Fruit on the vine  I reach up for an apple I grab an orange by mistake It don't mind, it's alright In the jungle I get what I can take Got a taste for Watermelon A taste for pomegranate too Never mind, I'll take a cherry Any ripe and juicy one will do  My mouth is full My face is messy I'm feeling better with each bite I take a break For just a minute But nothing satisfies My appetite