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