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"Timber it fell in the city Falling and falling all over me The pioneer calls - it's up to me Growing and showing how it's to be Running and running and running around City so high it's burning down Boldly"

"I'm here to let the whole world know I'm hard to control. You can't conquer my soul. Bossalinie, a living legend. With physical evidence of a world full of curroption and greed. Chorus It's like a jungle,"

"What a wonderful world it seems and our keels running deep weve got wine from the great market place we can walk in our sleep, do you know, now that gold is coming cheap what to lose and what to keep You"

"(scream) I just gotta get away Can't stand it Children suffer every day Tell me baby What's it for Fighting daily For the turf We're still killing each other In the name of the Lord There's a brand new"

"We step into a world of danger. Each night we answer neon's call. We steer away from passing strangers Jumping at shadows on the wall. The law of the jungle Is so hard to break. When death walks behind"

"(pierwsza zwrotka- język francuski) walking to another dimensions little bit high little bit low (it’s jungle) just another form of dimension you got to get top the king of the (…) And Singing: lalalalalalalaa You"

"Whoa, thought it was a nightmare, Lord, it's all so true. They told me, "Don't go walkin' slow, 'Cause Devil's on the loose." Better run through the jungle, Better run through the jungle, Better run through"

"Well I Thought It Was A Nightmare Well Lo, It All Seemed So True They Told Me Don't Go Walkin' Slow The Devil's On The Loose. Better Run Through The Jungle Better Run Through The Jungle Better Run Through"

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"Here where we stand there used to be a forest A timber rising endlessly before us We cleared away that God forsaken jungle And in return the Indians adore us What was mud now is a highway Reaching wide"