Freight - 906 Jungle Street

Nonsense begins as the music slows down
And the man begins to dance as he takes off your crown
Lights begin to flash and the colors start to change
But you keep tryna run to escape this game
It feels like a dream, there is no reality
The beat keeps you safe to avoid fatalities
The house on the hill starts to call your name
So you orient yourself to take aim and seek fame
You should’ve got here sooner but it doesn’t seem to matter
The concept of time’s like having tea with the Hatter
You think you’ve gone mad but when you run up to the door
A voice shouts “get down” it’s about to be war
But wait just a minute there’s something in the corner
There’s a feeling of discomfort, he looks like a foreigner
The man takes a gun and points it to your head
He says “perk up Johnny in here you’re never dead”
So you turn around and look up at the sky
And the creature smiles down and says “hey don’t be shy”
You go to grab his hand and your eyes close shut
But your soul begins to fall, you didn’t make the cut
You remember the ghost you saw early in your dreams
The man with the mask, in a suit, with a scheme
The spirit comes back and says “boy you’ve been beat”
Welcome to 906 Jungle Street

Written by:
Caleb Vanden Eynden

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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