Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song **** (Jungle Law), artist - Love And Rockets. Album song Love And Rockets, in the genre Альтернатива
Date of issue: 01.09.2002
Record label: Beggars Banquet
Song language: English
**** (Jungle Law) |
Deep down in the city 'neath the concrete trees |
Some signifying hack is scratching backs for fleas |
Putting on their bad mouths for poor little me |
Spreading ugly lies like it’s some horrible disease |
He said that I said what I never did said |
But I said that it’s rare that it’s over your head |
Ask me a question, then print a lie |
I cancelled all appointments having vowed that he will die |
So I went to find the source of this malitious dirt |
Having reread the words and wiped the blood from my shirt |
When I found him he was sitting high up in a tree |
With one bloody finger on a typewriter key |
Sky is gray and the grass unseen |
And you’re the dumbest **** this city’s ever seen |
He was laughing, shaking, high up in a tree |
But then he lost his balance and he fell down on his knees |
So I leapt on that mother my anger to appease |
When I grabbed him by the throat, he said «Oh spare me please» |
Sure as gullible as my name I let him go back to the trees |
And straight away the poisons flowing freely from the keys |
The sky is grey and the grass unseen |
And he’s still the dumbest **** this concrete jungle’s ever seen |
That mother he was laughing, bathing in the heat |
But then he slipped again and landed in the street |
Deep down in the city 'neath the concrete trees |
Nobody’s seen that mother high in the fleas |
But there’s a new one in the obituaries |
And it shows four stars where the name oughta be |