Gable Price and Friends - Jungle In The City

Oh-oh-oh-oh

Good luck out there
It's a jungle in the city
You'll get thrown in the ring
Full of hurting people doing terrible things
Good luck out there
It's a jungle in your neighborhood
You'll get buried alive
By the millions of people underneath the skyline

So if the nights get darker
And they get so cold
Wait a minute for me, my darling
I wanna walk you home
And if the nights get longer
And you feel alone
Fathers and mothers
Sisters and brothers

Put your hand on your chest and let your hеartbeat drive
Let your hеartbeat drive
When you're on the rise and you're flyin' high
And the darkness comes and slaps you silly
'Cause it's a jungle, a jungle in the city

Good luck out there
There are terrors in the neon signs
And in the traffic lights
There are beasts there waiting to meet you
Between the broken homes and the one-way roads
And the useless use of small talk
I saw the devil walking on the crosswalk
And he looked me in the eye

So when the nights get darker
And they get so cold
You have nothing to prove and less to lose

So put your hand on your chest and let your heartbeat drive
Let your heartbeat drive
When you're on the rise and you're flyin' high
And the darkness comes and slaps you silly
'Cause it's a jungle, a jungle in the city

Oh-oh-oh-oh