Sacrilege Safari
Into jungles of attribution
Will we make it down to life
Or die of male nutrition
Skeptics near with icy eyes
In the bushes they lay they hidden
We want to reach the heathen tribes
But our methods are forbidden
Your music is outrageous (Outrageous)
Simply for the birds (It’s for the Birds)
God would have to stop too low (Too Low)
To understand you words (to understand your words)
It’s like the Devil drumming (the Devils Drumming)
A Satanic symphony (play it backwards and you’ll see)
The beat and all those Minor notes (Oh those notes)
Are such a Blasphemy (Blasphemy)
Jungle Music
Can God really use it
Jungle Music
Can God really use it
Those high notes are seductive
They give us the blues
In fact we had a baby boom
From the last time you came through
So we rode our rock
on down the trail
where others fear to tread
(Chant HUNGA, HUNGA, HUNGA, HUNGA, HUNGA…)
We found ourselves surrounded
By a hungry heathen bunch
They thought we might be breakfast
And therein lies the crunch
The tension quickly mounted
A desperate situation
Then our music Filled the air
With a timely syncopation
When they all got saved that day
It really was no shock
No matter what the critics say
God uses righteous Rock
Jungle Music
Can God really use it
Jungle Music
Can God really use it
Jungle Music
Can God really use it
Jungle Music
Can God really use it
Dr. Livingston I presume
Why Stanley old chap did you being those Rock-n-Roll tapes I requested
Yes I did doctor I brought some Resurrection Band
Capital I was Awaiting Your Reply
However I lost the Denial Amos in the river It was a Pity
Oh ¡Alarma!
But I did manage to get some Degarmo & Key
Splendid This Ain’t Hollywood You know can’t get any decent Rock-n-Roll out here it’s a beastly jungle
I say How’s your old colleague Barnabas
Oh you know Barnabas Never Say Die sir I left him in Egypt studying Petraglifs
Jolly Good Jolly good
I say do you fancy Fireworks
Why their strictly forbidden, Shatters The Darkness one shot and the animals go quite crackers, the rocket’s red glare and all that
Steady old boy Steady old boy I think what you need is a bit of Sweet Comfort
Bless you Stanly why I drink it all the time Hold On Tight you get the glasses and I’ll be Breaking The Ice
NO, No Doctor you’ve got it all wrong.
Oh well
Now then I also brought you some Servant
Oh what a stroke of luck. Two of my servants ran away last week yes Larry and Normandy they ran into the Shallow Water and the crocks got them I think well they’re In Another Land now
