Cruel Jungle (part I)
(Ricardo Parronchi)
Oh, nothing really is what it seems
What my mother taught me
is no good in this place
everyone’s wandering
just thinking about themselves
No mercy, no love
Better waste than share
I look around and see no way out
Misery, pain, broken dreams
Here I am, in the jungle
And nobody can help me
Oh, nothing really is what it seems
What my mother taught me
is no good in this place
I look at the sky I try to find help
But voices of the night tell me
this is not the best way
it’s not the best way...
Someone says I can change things
easily, easily
Now I understand, this is war
I need to be armed
Nobody needs to give me anything, I’ll get them...
Oh, I’m not afraid anymore
The jungle seems so good to me
Home sweet home
Look, I’m at the top right now
Oh, I’m not afraid anymore
I say what’s right or wrong
Power is at my fingertips
I have money I have a gun
That’s my best friend
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