Jungle Boogie

Jungle Boogie

I wanna see your hands up

Jungle Boogie

I wanna see you feet down

Jungle Boogie

I wanna see you movin'

Jungle Boogie

What you doin' standin'

Jungle Boogie

Better start movin'

Jungle Boogie

Moshin' with the party

Selfish desires are burning like fire

Among those who hoard the gold

As they continue to keep the people asleep

And the truth from being told

Racism and greed keep the people in need

From getting what's rightfully theirs

Cheating, stealing and double dealing

As they exploit the people's fear

And now Down Jones owns all the people's homes

And all the surrounding land

Buying and selling their humble dwelling

In the name of the master plan

'Cause paper money is like a bee without honey

With no stinger to back it up

And those who stole the people's gold

And definitely corrupt

Get down with the Jungle Boogie

And 24-7 Spyz...

And if you feel good

And you came to party

Everybody scream and say yeah!!

Feel the spirit... Yeah, yeah, yeah!

Feel the spirit... Yeah, yeah, yeah!

Feel the spirit... Yeah, yeah, yeah!

Of the boogie... Ooooh