The Jungler Lyrics - Midlake

Oh, it must be over there, see 

In the tall weeds with his head leaned 

By an anthill, by some water 

With a trumpet, lightly sleeps the jungler 

But I'm not too sure 

That we'd go out like that 

So when we're older, maybe sooner 

We'll take the fumes from factories to love us, love us 

Half important, not important 

Not unless you go for gusto 

Maybe we could overtake him 

With a trumpet, lightly sleeps the jungler 

Wakes up and there he goes 

With the gold but not all of the gold 

Safely waits in this place 

And when it's clear, I'll get our gold 

I'll get our gold