Jungle Floor Songtext
von Brothertiger

One moment past
Our bodies cast
No shadow on the plain
Now clear and black
They stride our track,
And we run home again.
In morning-hush
Each rock and bush
Stands hard, and high, and raw:
Then give the Call:
"Good rest to all
That keep the Jungle Law!"


Oooh Oooh OooOooOooh

The dew is dried
That drenched our hide,
Or washed about our way;
And where we drank
The puddled bank
Is crisping into clay.
The traitor Dark
Gives up each mark
Of stretched or hooded claw:
Then hear the Call:
"Good rest to all
That keep the Jungle Law!"


Oooh Oooh OooOooOooh