Urban Jungle Lyrics – Orway

In the urban jungle
I feel so little
The subway is a real puzzle
In the urban jungle

Every time a car passes
On the ground the dust dances
Some heads will roll
On the ground that’s burning hot

‘cause some pipes smoke a lot
In the urban jungle
Near purring engines
It is no bed of roses

In the urban jungle
Whisky and smoking guns
To respond to the truck horns
In the urban jungle

I always freak out
When guns are pulled out
After the nightfall
The streets lights are still on

And thе moon has replaced the sun
In thе urban jungle
The squealing of the brakes
Always keeps me awake
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Orway Lyrics – Urban Jungle

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Urban Jungle