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==Lyrics== | ==Lyrics== | ||
<poem> | <poem> | ||
I was tromping the jungles | I was tromping the jungles | ||
No | There was nothin' to find | ||
With empty hands | No mastodon | ||
Live long enough | So that I could be the guy that provides | ||
With empty hands | |||
I headed on home | |||
Live long enough you're gonna choke on a bone, hey hey | |||
That's just the way that it goes | That's just the way that it goes | ||
Now I'm sinking in the La Brea Tar Pits | Now I'm sinking in the La Brea Tar Pits | ||
I don't want to die | And I don't want to die ‘cause there's still so much to give | ||
I'm sinking | I'm sinking, could you give me a lift? | ||
Wanna make an escape, but don't know where to begin | Wanna make an escape, but don't know where to begin | ||
Each time I | Each time I wriggle I sink a little deeper, aw damn | ||
So let me try to persuade you all to lend me a hand | So let me try to persuade you all to lend me a hand | ||
Good with a spear | Good with a spear | ||
And settling fights | |||
Do anything for the good of the tribe, hey hey | Do anything for the good of the tribe, hey hey | ||
Could you throw me a rope | Could you throw me a rope | ||
</poem> | </poem> | ||