I don't feel like a boy, I don't feel like a man In the things I don't understand Things like love, like the law Like the law of the jungle
Are we all animals sharpening Stocking up on cannonballs They can't hold on to love And live by the law, the law of the jungle
Won't you show me how to live I've got monsters at my table I've got Bibles bent like shivs
I see the light of heaven's porch But so many of us are born here Outside your chain link fence
You gotta fend for yourself, Let the dogs eat the other man You gotta take what you get,
Are we all dangerous lost boys shoring up Pockets full of fairy dust They all get crushed without love By the law, the law of the jungle
Are you going to fight like a boy,
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