| There's tigers waiting in the brush | |
| you'd better give 'em all your lunch | |
| They left me with a bit of stump | |
| 'cause I didn't know | |
| If you look 'em 'tween the eyes | |
| they might leave you only one to cry from | |
| Or they might leave you there for the flies | |
| So not in the eyes | |
| You can say whatever you feel | |
| as long as you know you won't become a meal | |
| So, shake their paws | |
| seal all the deals | |
| if they got an iron grip | |
| then make yours steel... | |
| So it can feel you're for real | |
| There's lions waiting in the grass | |
| you'd better put on all your masks | |
| They'll catch you if you don't run fast | |
| So save your ass | |
| You can say whatever you feel | |
| as long as you know you won't become a meal | |
| So, shake their paws | |
| seal all the deals | |
| if they've got an iron grip | |
| then make yours steel... | |
| So it can feel you're for real |