Jungle Telegraph

mama had an epideral

hoping i would be a girl

the night was black

the sky was booming

darker clouds were surely looming

i heard screaming

doctor shouts

and baby then i came out



and here i am



found my way down the street

chicken hawk's favorite meat

the man was big

the gun was loaded

he had cash but never showed it

i heard screaming

bleeding throat

and baby i got on the boat



and here i am



now i'm up here in the trees

shakin' off the bugs and fleas

the days are long

the sun is beating

each day i don't die is cheating

send me some lovin'

send me some lovin'

send it now



send it by giraffe

or jungle telegraph