(Jungle Law) Video (MV)

Deep down in the city 'neath the concrete trees

Some signifying hack is scratching backs for fleas

Putting on their bad mouths for poor little me

Spreading ugly lies like it's some horrible disease



He said that I said what I never did said

But I said that it's rare that it's over your head

Ask me a question, then print a lie

I cancelled all appointments having vowed that he will die



So I went to find the source of this malitious dirt

Having reread the words and wiped the blood from my shirt

When I found him he was sitting high up in a tree

With one bloody finger on a typewriter key



Sky is gray and the grass unseen

And you're the dumbest **** this city's ever seen

He was laughing, shaking, high up in a tree

But then he lost his balance and he fell down on his knees



So I leapt on that mother my anger to appease

When I grabbed him by the throat, he said "Oh spare me please"

Sure as gullible as my name I let him go back to the trees

And straight away the poisons flowing freely from the keys



The sky is grey and the grass unseen

And he's still the dumbest **** this concrete jungle's ever seen

That mother he was laughing, bathing in the heat

But then he slipped again and landed in the street



Deep down in the city 'neath the concrete trees

Nobody's seen that mother high in the fleas

But there's a new one in the obituaries

And it shows four stars where the name oughta be