King of the Jungle Bananarama

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[Verse 1]
Lurking, he knows your face
He waits and bides his time
Mind clocks your every move 'till you step out of line
Stalking streets by night, pushing guns by day
He knows it isn't right, but he wants to make his name

[Pre-Chorus]
He's working harder
Gotta make another, make another martyr

[Chorus]
Hide your eyes, they're moving closer
But you know you're not allowed to look them in the face
Hide your eyes, 'cause you're a loser
Before you even start to run, you've lost the race

[Verse 2]
You'll never know the place until your time has come
It'll be a sunny day, until his work is done
Doesn′t care what pain you feel, can't see your mother's tears
As she counts the cost of the life that's lost
And twenty wasted years

[Pre-Chorus]
He thinks he's smarter
Gone and made another, made another martyr