Some are coming by passenger 
Some coming on a freight 
Others move by walking 
But none have the time to wait 
I get out of these waters 
Before they start to rise 
I never been no 
Christian 
Don’t want to be baptized 
I will run through the jungle, 
I will run through the jungle, 
I will run through the jungle, 
And I won’t look back 
As I kill my woman 
She lay across the bed 
She looks so ambitious 
Took back everything 
I said I will run through the jungle, 
I will run through the jungle, 
I will run through the jungle, 
And I won’t look back 
I will run through the jungle, 
I will run through the jungle, 
I will run through the jungle, 
And I won’t look back