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) Won't you follow me into the jungle (Oh Lord, said oh Lord, I said oh Lord) Yeah, yeah, yeah Well it's too long living in the same old lives

Oh my goodness, oh my goodness, oh my goodness Oh my goodness, oh my god I'm like, oh my goodness, oh my goodness, oh my god I'm coming with the goodness Acting like I ain't been in it, like I ain't been pushing my limit Hold up, wait up, get your weight

And oh my God, I can't believe it I've never been this far away from home It don't matter to me 'Cause all I wanted to be Somewhere more familiar Was a million miles from here Time on your side that will never end The most beautiful thing you can ever

And you, why you wanna stay? Oh my God! Have you listened to me lately? There are some nights I hold on to every note I ever wrote Some nights, I say "fuck it all" and stare at the calendar Waiting for catastrophes, imagine when they scare me Into

Oh my god, that's my baby Caroline, you divine Mighty fine Shawty really blow the pipe (that's true) Holy shit, I'm really lit It's looking like it's 'bout time to fuck it up Caroline, listen up, don't wanna hear About ya horoscope or what the future

Oh God have mercy on me Oh oh (catch the devil, why) Hold me down under holy water I fear I been laying with the devil I been laying with the devil Oh oh (Exorcise the demon) Oh Lord won't you save me Save me from myself

"Oh my God! What a fabulous room! Are all these your guitars? "I'm sorry sir, I didn't mean to startle you" "This place is bigger than our apartment" "Let me know when you're entering a room" "Um, Can I get a drink of water?" "I was wondering about" "You

I got that summertime Su-su-summertime, summertime sadness Got that summertime, summertime sadness oh oh Oh my God, I feel it in the air Telephone wires above Are sizzlin' like a snare Honey I'm on fire, I feel it everywhere Nothin' scares me anymore

She holds tight to me and the Bible On the back seat of my motorcycle Left her daddy standin' there Preachin' to the choir You see, God love her Oh me and God love her And a preacher's daughter She was baptized in dirty water Her mama cried the first time

La, la, la, la La, la, laa (huh) This that him that's talking shit La, laa, la, laa Oh my god, Ronny Like a Quarter Pounder, I found her She with a boy think it's Ned Flanders She said that, really nice