Jungle

JUNGLE
(Steve Hill)

I'm lost in the jungle...not really minding at all.
Just one thing bothers me, how did I get here?
When you're in the jungle, what do you do for fun?
Dance with an antelope ...I doubt it.

Sleepless creatures and their families...look at me with thought-filled eyes
Plants and reptiles knowing things I'll never know.

Bridge:
Just who is that beast? Tell us what he wants!
Doesn't have much hair...neither back nor front,
Could he be a tree? Not without some bark.
Maybe he's a friend, friend of the aardvark.

[Instrumental Break]

Just who is that beast? What was that he said?
Not what you'd expect... from a quadruped.
Doesn't trill his tongue...like a jungle fowl.
Doesn't have the smell...of the wolf that howls.

When I think about it...crocodiles aren't all that crude
Even though they don't know how I got here.
I'm trapped in delusion, lost in a kingdom of dreams.
Could this be serious? ...I doubt it.

Copyright 1974 Steve Hill, All Rights Reserved, Used by Permission.
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