In the Jungle (Concrete Jungle)
(The Motels)
(c)1984 Clean Sheets Music (BMI) / Very Not Music (BMI) / Iodine Music
   (BMI) / Excessive Publishing Co. (BMI) / Fuzz Bucket Music (BMI)

There's no structure to sanity
There's no lines to be strong
No private confessions for me to make
At the end of the fight
No one's won

In the jungle
In the jungle
I pray that the day will not come
In the jungle
In the jungle
I want to turn from the pain
And just run

Confusion and fear
Take control every year
No method to match this around
Whatever possesses your heart at that time
Is what's going to follow you down

In the jungle
In the jungle
I pray for the day not to come
In the jungle
In the jungle
I want to turn from the pain
And just run

From the jungle
Concrete jungle
From the jungle
Concrete jungle

Some of the time
When fear turns to crime
And granite on which every word stumbles
There's no place to hide
When you're tortured inside
'Cause no place is safe
In the jungle

In the jungle
In the jungle
I pray that the day will not come
In the jungle
In the jungle
I want to turn from the pain
And just run