The Jungle Princess - Snakefinger

Makin' my career, the blue just call

Across the forest, beyond the wall

To our emotions, gush at us

Policing days, and knighting first

She was the vision in my eye

A floating mist, a misplaced sigh

Often float to younger years

Before the grip cracks at my tears

Relativism like betray

Are coming for, that makes astray

As though being one is wrong

And being two, well, will make us strong

Well prize on the princess

Behind the wall in people’s faces

The vision, the bee and the chunks

Decision to Marie in my pants

Listen, relativism like betray

Are coming for, that makes astray

As though being one is wrong

And being two, will make us strong

You know love has unknown places

Behind the wall in people’s faces

The vision, the bee and the tramps

Awaits the memory on my pants