There's tigers waiting in the brush
you'd better give 'em all your lunch
They left me with a bit of stump
'cause I didn't know
If you look 'em 'tween the eyes
they might leave you only one to cry from
Or they might leave you there for the flies
So not in the eyes
You can say whatever you feel
as long as you know you won't become a meal
So, shake their paws
seal all the deals
if they got an iron grip
then make yours steel...
So it can feel you're for real
There's lions waiting in the grass
you'd better put on all your masks
They'll catch you if you don't run fast
So save your ass
You can say whatever you feel
as long as you know you won't become a meal
So, shake their paws
seal all the deals
if they've got an iron grip
then make yours steel...
So it can feel you're for real