Bungle  in  the  Jungle

JETHRO  TULL

Walking  through  forests  of  palm  tree  apartments  ---

scoff  at  the  monkeys  who  live  in  their  dark  tents

down  by  the  waterhole  ---  drunk  every  Friday  ---

eating  their  nuts  ---  saving  their  raisins  for  Sunday.

Lions  and  tigers  who  wait  in  the  shadows  ---

they're  fast  but  they're  lazy,  and  sleep  in  green  meadows.

Let's  bungle  in  the  jungle  ---  well,  that's  all  right  by  me.

I'm  a  tiger  when  I  want  love,

but  I'm  a  snake  if  we  disagree.

Just  say  a  word  and  the  boys  will  be  right  there:

with  claws  at  your  back  to  send  a  chill  through  the  night  air.

Is  it  so  frightening  to  have  me  at  your  shoulder?

Thunder  and  lightning  couldn't  be  bolder.

I'll  write  on  your  tombstone,  ``I  thank  you  for  dinner.''

This  game  that  we  animals  play  is  a  winner.

Let's  bungle  in  the  jungle  ---  well,  that's  all  right  by  me.

I'm  a  tiger  when  I  want  love,

but  I'm  a  snake  if  we  disagree.

The  rivers  are  full  of  crocodile  nasties

and  He  who  made  kittens  put  snakes  in  the  grass.

He's  a  lover  of  life  but  a  player  of  pawns  ---

yes,  the  King  on  His  sunset  lies  waiting  for  dawn

to  light  up  His  Jungle

as  play  is  resumed.

The  monkeys  seem  willing  to  strike  up  the  tune.