Poem Found in the Pocket of an Amazon-My bubba

[ti:Poem Found in the Pocket of an Amazon] [ar:My bubba] [al:Goes Abroader] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Poem Found in the Pocket of an Amazon - My bubba [00:16.68]Lyricist：My Larsdotter [00:33.37]Composer：My Larsdotter/Gudbjörg Tómasdóttir [00:50.06]Juices flow in the jungle [00:53.78]Rocks fall and nothing at all is sacred in the jungle [00:59.55]Lips sink down to endless sips in the waterfall [01:05.46]In the river tall [01:08.01]Warmer than the sun hidden by the green [01:12.26]In the jungle [01:15.53]Bugs procreate like it's innate [01:19.07]To constantly seriously date [01:22.16]Underneath the leaves in the shade [01:26.15]No sharp blade in the jungle [01:30.11]Heaven's sake cold and straight [01:32.00]Not in the jungle hooray [01:34.23]My arm all the ruckus in the jungle [01:38.75]More than a mate no stove but tons of bait [01:44.51]You're never late in the jungle I just ate [01:57.14]Yeee [02:00.58]Snakes maybe hold on to that branch no not that one [02:06.83]Come down from the tree top [02:10.68]We could gather some fruit and have a party [02:16.70]Come correlate we're naked or slimy muddy or brown [02:22.15]Look at that small dawn the long dusk the [02:26.58]Hot night the monkeys yapping [02:28.58]On and on a never ending charm [02:34.51]Ooh ooh ooh [02:54.24]Ooh ooh [03:11.05]I have a big itch somewhere in the jungle [03:18.96]A big itch in this here jungle