The Vines

in the jungle you can sleep
with the commandments at your feet
where the devil lays his hand
you don't even need to think
I'm tearin holes without a sink
but I know just where I stand
lines from the story you put before me
I don't know what to choose
under the oak tree tin all around me
I don't know what to prove
yeah she felt you felt like hell
in the jungle you're in the jungle