Jungle Telegraph

Mama had a epidural
hoping I would be a girl.
The night was black, the sky was boomin
darker clouds were surely loomin
I heard screaming, the doctor shouts,
and baby then
I came out.

And here I am.

I found my way, down the street.
Chicken Hawks, favourite 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'
Each day i dont die is cheating
Send me some lovin'
Send me some lovin'
Send it now

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