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(Verse) |
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You think of death |
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The inevitable option |
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Not the thinking type |
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You just wanna tick some boxes |
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Now that you're out of calm |
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Now that the rubber has erased it |
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Oh, we're attacking now |
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I'm on the team, the immovable object |
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And exotic creature, |
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Wrapped around the tree of your life |
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Armed with little perfect teeth |
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Armed with long legs dancing |
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Armed with the type of smile |
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That will crack your pain |
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Oh, it's so ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha |
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(Chorus) |
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We're just animals in the jungle, Sherman x2 |
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Animals in the jungle, Sherman x2 |
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What is it on that ramp, Sherman? |
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On that ramp, Sherman |
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Animals in the jungle, Sherman |
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(Verse) |
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Now you realize things have got out of control |
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There's no thinking time |
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There's no multiple choice |
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What is the action now? |
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How can it all just disappear? |
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But why did you swallow that way? |
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You aren't a fool anybody |
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In a court of law your braces hanging |
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You better pull up your trousers |
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There's no belts allowed |
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All these people will heckle |
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They'll want life inside |
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And that's when you decided you'd died |
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(Chorus x2) |
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We're just animals in the jungle, Sherman x2 |
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Animals in the jungle, Sherman x2 |
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What is it on that ramp, Sherman? |
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On that ramp, Sherman |
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Animals in the jungle, Sherman |