The Jungle by Michael J. Dwyer

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The jungle is ripe
For murder and mayhem
Hunters are camping
Cleaning their guns
There is an unleashing
A torrent of blood
Sinew and bones
Will all come undone

Chorus
The jungle… never sleeps
Fever in the night
Will take your mind
The jungle…
Will make you believe
All you see inside
Is by design
Ooh, by design

Verse
Fear is unbridled
The Jungle is hard
Low in the swamp
High on the peak
Everyone willing
For the hurt to begin
Restless in their boots
They wade in the creek

Chorus
The jungle… never sleeps
Fever in the night
Will take your mind
The jungle…
Will make you believe
All you see inside
Is by design

Verse
If you think your ready
The jungle is here
Tracking your scent
Into the heavy brush
There will be hopeless victims
To all of such crime
With no more vibrant sunsets
Your optimism crushed

Chorus
The jungle… never sleeps
Fever in the night
Will take your mind
The jungle…
Will make you believe
All you see inside
Is by design

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