Jungle Song

(Album: Sonia Dada - 1992)

I want to live in the jungle
You don't have to wear no clothes
And they got no boutiques
Nothing chic
In the jungle
They don't have no discos

I want to ride on a rocket
Shoot me into the stars
I can get real loose
Light the fuse
I'll ride that rocket to Mars

What does it matter
Why do you cry
'Cause all the back broke brothers
That have been there before
The say the snake-charming Cajun women
Walk on the water

Living in the jungle
Not wearing clothes
Flesh meeting flesh
Nobody knows
Don't need to ride on a rocket
Ain't got no fuel in my pocket
You got a gun to my head
I'm gonna make you cock it
Walking on water
And not getting wet
You ain't seen nothing yet

'Cause all the back broke brothers
That have been there before
They swear the snake-charming Cajun women
Walk on the water

I know a girl from Karachi
Take her on a date and be cruel
Or we can sit at home
With a bottle of booze
And nothing better to do

What does it matter
Why do you cry
'Cause all the back broke brothers
That have been there before
They swear the snake-charming Cajun women
Walk on the water