Daylight's gushing down the treetops
Hear the morning sing of long-forgotten kings
I swing by the pre-owned fruit shop
'Cause the orange peel is key in my cuisine
Birds hum and crocodiles drum
Plenty of space for everyone
Hippos lounge in a private swamps where flowers block their view
Take a left above the vine stop
Where a toucan makes its early stage debut
On a jungle forenoon
(On a jungle forenoon)
(On a jungle forenoon)
Tiny whisper in my backpack
Made me lose the grin and my grapefruit drink
(I said) Have the bag but not my lunch snack
As an apologetic bee slid down the seam
Quaint scenes of emerald green
The jaguars wait in line to see
A beetle guide tossed to its side by a startled tiger's roar
Some would rather laze in chitchat
But it's oftentimes the thrill that I adore
The thrill that I adore
Forsaken glades in shady whereabouts
Are mostly sound, but hear me out
Stay the day on your own account
'Cause reptiles and spiders are downright unkind
Enticing joys in teal interior
The escapades render me curious
Still the night may be precarious
But unlike the townscape the jungle is wild and free
(The jungle is wild and free)
(The jungle is wild and free)
(The jungle is wild and free)
Come on!
The jungle is wild and free
The jungle is wild and free
The jungle is wild and free
The jungle is wild and free