Jungle Telegraph
Mama had a epidural

Hoping i would be a girl.

The night was black, the sky was blue

The darker clouds are showing noon

I heard screaming, the doctor shouts,

Didn't give in,

I came out.



And here i am.



I found my way, down the street.

Chicken hawks, filled with meat.

The man was big, the gun was loaded,

She had cash, but never showed it,

I heard screamin', bleeding throat

And baby i got on that boat.



And here i am.



Now im up here in the trees

Shaking off the bugs and fleas

The days are long, the sun is beatin'

He says (it says) i don't die with you



Send me some lovin'

Send me some lovin'

Send it now



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