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King Of The Jungle Lyrics
Total views: 1 time this week / Rating: 7.40/10 [15 votes]Album: Bananarama / Original Release Date: 1984Genre: PopSong Duration: 3 min 28 sec
King Of The Jungle
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King Of The Jungle Lyrics
Lurking, he knows your face
He waits and bides his time
Mind clocks your every move
Till you step out of line
Stalking streets by night
Pushing guns by day
He knows it isn't right
But he wants to make his name
He's working harder
Gotta make another, make another martyr
(Chorus)
Hide your eyes
They are moving closer
But you know you're not allowed to look them in the face
Hide your eyes
Coz you're the loser
Before you even start to run you've lost the race
You'll never know the place
Until your time has come
It'll be a sunny day
Until his work is done
Doesn't care what pain you feel
Can't see your mother's tears
As she counts the cost of the life that's lost
And twenty wasted years
Gone and made another, made another martyr
He waits and bides his time
Mind clocks your every move
Till you step out of line
Stalking streets by night
Pushing guns by day
He knows it isn't right
But he wants to make his name
He's working harder
Gotta make another, make another martyr
(Chorus)
Hide your eyes
They are moving closer
But you know you're not allowed to look them in the face
Coz you're the loser
Before you even start to run you've lost the race
You'll never know the place
Until your time has come
It'll be a sunny day
Until his work is done
Doesn't care what pain you feel
Can't see your mother's tears
As she counts the cost of the life that's lost
And twenty wasted years
Gone and made another, made another martyr
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Songwriter(s): Anthony John Swain, Keren Jane Woodward, Tony Swain, Steven Nicholas Jolley, Siobhan Maire Deirdre Fahey, Sarah Elizabeth Dallin
Record Label(s): 1984 London Records Ltd
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Meaning to "King Of The Jungle" song lyrics (1 meaning)
Song about their friend and roadie 20yr old Kidso Reilly who was shot dead by the British army in Belfast! He was walking towards a friend and was wearing only a pair of shorts when he was shot in the back. When the band attended the funeral they got caught up in heavy rioting