Lyrics
Standing in Front of 32 Mirrors
Hermes
Namaste
Sol
Figure Five
Inner Child
Concrete Jungle
Gypsy Girl
Native Winds
Fire Dancer
Yuppie Flu
Peace Be Still
Crossroads
Black Box
Children of the Copperfields
Taliesin
White Wolf
We are all crazy
Mother Love
Lincoln Stickshift Mama
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CONCRETE JUNGLE
By Ari John White Wolf
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Narrative
So tell me again mother, what were the trees like?
What about the sky? was it blue?
Living on the edge, in the Concrete Jungle
Monkeys everhwere, dancing like puppets on a string.
Living on the edge in the Concrete Jungle
Monkeys everywhere, dancing like puppets on a string.
Pretty soon we will have wires, plugged ito our heads
showing us the things that are going on in another part of the world
I think it might resemble George Orwells 1984
Big Brother watchin, keep it kind of proud
Big Brother watching, don't you speak to loud
Big Brother Watchin, cause your
Living on the edge in the concrete jungle
monkeys everywhere dancing like puppets on a string
Living on the edge in the concrete Jungle
Monkeys everywhere dancing like puppets on a string.
Narrative
Never mind we spilled all that oil in your ocean
It won't do you any harm
we have drinking water dressed in plastic, and it just might make you
sick
Watcheed the news on television it is nothing more than tabloid
sensationalism.
Pretty soon we will have wires tapped to our heads.
showing us the things that are going on in another part of the world.
I think it might resemble George Orwells 1984
Big Brother watchin, keep it kind of proud
Big Brother watching, don't you speak to loud
Big Brother Watchin, cause your
Living on the edge in the
concrete jungle
monkeys everywhere dancing like puppets on a string
Living on the edge in the concrete Jungle
Monkeys everywhere dancing like puppets on a string.
I'll see you sometime, in another part of the world.
Copyright A J White Wolf
2007-2008 |
