Из альбома: Jungle Eyes
I know where he lives
He’s got a fine house over the hill
You can barely see it Mmm he likes to keep it discrete
He’s so rich
They say he has half of everything
In a safe haven
But does he know when to haul up his bridge?
He ran with danger
And the best looking girl
The mob after him
But the best cars, he owned
He chose the highway
To be never seen again
And he never told
Anybody his name
He was looking for a jungle
And they unfolded all the maps
When the wheels touched down
In the middle of no man’s land
He plants a flag
And he starts calling a bunch of guys
The bad sleep well
He never changes his style
He ran with danger…
Jungle eyes
Don’t look at the jungle
But see through it Jungle eyes
You’re not alone
In paradise
Jungle eyes
He ran with danger…