I feel so funky
Because my soul is so black
I live in the middle of the bush
But don't need a map
Because I know all the paths
That lead forward
To the little cave
I call my home
The animals in the jungle
They know who I am
They whistle and they beep
When I get close
And some roar loudly
And grind their teeth
But it's just a game
Because we're all good friends
But sometimes
I have to lie low in the terrain
Don't see white man
Give me a lesson
I watch out for snares
As soon as I'm in danger
And if I have to
Then I run
As soon as I can

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