| I heard your voice in an empty room
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| You told me something
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| You told me something
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| «Your time is coming soon»
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| And I heard a song that I didn’t like
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| I saw the prophet ride a yellow bike
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| I felt the breeze, the call of the wild
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| My eyes were closed, but I saw the light
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| I stood in a river with my whole family
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| They held me under the water, but I still could breathe
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| And I heard a lion roaring out my name
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| Looked at the stars, and I saw my own face
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| And I looked down at myself and said
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| «It's time to go back to the jungle»
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| It’s the call of the wild
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| Call of the wild
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| I rode a zebra right through the jungle
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| I came up to a rock with a small monkey sitting upon it
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| And in his hands, was a little book written by me
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| But I don’t recall writing anything in it
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| But I recall what it says, it said
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| «You don’t belong with the people
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| You don’t belong in the village
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| It’s time for you to go back»
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| It’s the call of the wild
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| Call of the wild |