Won’t you follow me into the jungle? (Yeah) Ain’t no God on these streets in the heart of the jungle (oh, Lord child) Ain't no god on my streets in the heart of the jungle (oh lord child) Won't you follow me into the jungle Yeah, I wear my chain to the

Just let it all be forgiven Pray for our sins, I... Just let it all be forgiven (Lord forgive him, yeah) Just let 'em all be forgiven (Lord forgive him) And we're introducing the starting lineup We're gonna introduce now the North Clayton Eagles Coached

With my hands gripped, praise the Lord shit Our father, if I should die before I wake Uh! Yeah, yeah Fuck 'em, yeah, uhh

It must have been moonglow, way up in the blue It must have been moonglow that led me straight to you And I keep on prayin', "Oh Lord, please let this last" We seemed to float right through the air Heavenly songs seemed to come from everywhere And now

(If you're troubled) you've just gotta let it go (All your hustles ain't for nothing) You've just gotta take it slow (When you need me, baby) all you do is let me know (If you're worried, baby) you've just gotta let it go Dear Lord, can you take it away

It ain't me, it ain't me I ain't no fortunate one, no Some folks are born, made to wave the flag Ooh, they're red, white and blue And when the band plays, "Hail to the chief" Ooh, they point the cannon at you, Lord I ain't no senator's son, son Some

Keep the faith Lord you got to keep the faith Faith, don't let your love turn to hate Everybody needs somebody to love Everybody needs somebody to hate Right now we got to Lord we got to keep the faith Faith, you know you're gonna live thru the rain

Don't put the blame on me I'm only human after all Don't put your blame on me 'Cause I'm only human after all Some people out of luck Some people think I can solve them Lord heavens above For making you cry I do what I can

Oh, girl, you know it's on (oh yeah) I came here to slay shit (yeah, yeah) All night I'ma work the grave-shift (Lord, Lord) These drugs I'm on, they ain't nothing to play with (sky high) I can't feel my face, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah) When I pull up on ya

Can we fight to save our souls? Protect the hive from enemies! March on, worker bees! Know your enemy! Follow the herd mentality! And we'll march... along, with our blindfolds on And we'll ride... the rails, with our pistols drawn Can the Lord... above,