"Jungle Telegraph" as written by and Mark O. Everett....
Mama had an epidural
Hoping I would be a girl
The night was black
The sky was booming
Darker clouds were surely looming
I heard screaming
Doctor shouts
And baby then I came out

And here I am

Found my way down the street
Chicken hawk's favorite meat
The man was big
The gun was loaded
He had cash but never showed it
I heard screaming
Bleeding throat
And baby I got on the boat

And here I am

Now I'm up here in the trees
Shakin' off the bugs and fleas
The days are long
The sun is beating
Each day I don't die is cheating
Send me some lovin'
Send me some lovin'
Send it now

Send it by giraffe
Or jungle telegraph


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"Jungle Telegraph" as written by Mark O. Everett

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    General CommentThis song is ridiulously fantastic. That's the best way to put it...
    Great beat, funny, the whole bit. The most fun on Souljacker.
    Greyshoeson February 12, 2005   Link
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    General Commentmad song,sounds like who evers playing the brass is drunk.
    scottecooperon March 18, 2005   Link
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    General CommentThe free-jazz bit in the middle is fantastic. The inlay notes for the album describe the song's subject being born in a storm, becoming a gigolo and fleeing to Africa. Typical Eels, the best songs on that album are completely diverse.
    JackofHeartson October 05, 2005   Link

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