Fast Jungle - White Zombie

Fast, fast jungle king of the road

Fast, fast jungle got a suicide machine

Big bad jungle flying down high

Down the sewer streets

Sailing down the river streets

Destination light neon number forty-two grind

And move my way found

And kick my way down

And save my way

Hanging on psychic ride

Sliding down friday’s child

Get out now before you cripple

Shell crowds a carbon long

While a twisted root digs the citys

Hold careless saint preach of love

Modern trash scream for war

Citycide going nowhere

Citycide nowhere which ung end in a dragstrip crash

Leatherman singing for the past

Painted eyes got a face to remember

King of control

Dead September

Do what I say not what I do

Leave it to the true

Beasts the mindless,

Motherless dog bitch

Spread her life on the fucking floor

Rip her legs in the shattered glass

Retaliation murders

Retaliation murders

Now the rot control the tooth

And the dirt in the

World say freak father to brother,

Sister to mother

Taste the failure from one another

Sometimes all that glitters gold

When its howling in the widows grave

Where a broken skull speak like a god

And the head-stone reads

Buddy holly

Join the resurrection rave on

In my direction rave on

Got to

Rave on rave on rave on rave on