Woods Bros. Band - Money Jungle

Each time I feel like I'm wastin' my time
I like to give my magic ball a spit and a shine
I'm seein' smoke as the whole town burns
I see thousands of fiddlers, all waitin' their turn
I'm gonna lead you through the money jungle, yeah
Don't eat the candy and don't talk to strangers, now
I'm gonna lead you through the money jungle, yeah
All the foxes, they act like the lions
All the lions, they act like the foxes
But me, I went straight for the Prime Minister's daughter
Got a seat in the senate and then things got hotter
Don't pick on me 'cuz I'm changin' my tune
Gotta roll on wherever there's shows, I know
Don't pick on me 'cuz I can't get respect
Last nite I had to pick a fight with my third clarinet
Don't pick on me because I'm just saying
I'm gonna lead your through the money jungle
Don't pick on me because I'm just saying, nyah
Now listen kid, get it straight in your head
You don't get in this club 'til you empty your piggy bank
Sure, you'll be starvin' and waitin' on cheques
But we can get you more pussy than a cast of Cats
I'm gonna lead you through the money jungle, yeah
I'm gonna lead you through the money jungle, yeah
I'm gonna lead you through the money jungle, yeah
I'm gonna lead you through the money jungle, yeah
I'm gonna huggachugga money jungle
I'm gonna huggachugga money jungle
I'm gonna huggachugga money jungle
I'm gonna huggachugga money jungle

Written by:
Jeffrey Gay

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