Well goddamn it seems the remover of obstacles has turned on me once againnI got a hole in my nose and a kink in my hosenAnother empty bottle of ginnTell me what, tell me what, tell me what you want me to saynTell me what, tell me what, tell me what it is todaynAnd then you turn around, turn around, turn around and walk awaynnSuddenly I was thrown into another jungle altogethernThe birds in the canopy were of different colors because they live in a different weathernAnd the songs that they sang in the morning as it broke from the nightnWere the very same songs you were singing just to keep them alivenThe jungle it'll keep you if you sleep in the same place twicennWell goddamn it seems the remover of obstacles has turned on me yet againnNo more hole in my nosenNo more kink in my hosenWe're drinking wine instead of ginnTell me what, tell me what, tell me what you want me to saynTell me what, tell me what, tell me what it is todaynAnd then you turn around, turn around, turn around and walk away