Oooh ooh ooh Oooh ooh ooh I love your bed Your voodoo child gonna grown up mad So rude, you think you're falling through And who's gonna be there Well it won't be you Shot down, shot down, shot down Got my attention, well now he's dead All these gold stops, rolling down the hill If you can taste the trouble then you can make it real Oooh ooh ooh My life's a bore, it's a bore on your mind Oooh ooh ooh Run to the jungle See what you can find Oooh ooh ooh My life's a bore, it's a bore on your mind Oooh ooh ooh Wave your hands in the jungle We'll see what you can find (Solo) I love your smell Waiting for the show ride Down to hell It's gonna blow, tic-tic boom And I was sitting every day down there in my blues Your powder in my eye Watch rme live, they all watch me die I think away, on the platform But my vision sits alone Oooh ooh ooh My life's a bore, it's a bore on your mind Oooh ooh ooh Run to the jungle, see what you can find Oooh ooh ooh My life's a bore, it's a bore on your mind Oooh ooh ooh Won't you run to the jungle, see what you can find ... YEAH Run them down ...