Esperanza Spalding - Word Jungle lyrics
[Esperanza Spalding - Word Jungle lyrics]
So little room at the tree top
I don't dare stop
How can I prove I exist if I don't talk
And talk, and talk, and talk
And talk, and talk, and
Listen, I can prove I really have a thought
Thought and not just (Shh)
Keep swinging from vine to vine of logic
Speaking just line to line don't drop it
Swinging from vine to vine of logic
Thinking just line to line don't drop it
Swinging from vine to vine of logic
Speaking just line to line don't drop it
Swinging from vine to vine of logic
Speaking just line to line wait
Don't open your mouth
'Less you got a way out
Who knows what's lurking in the dark
When you speak, they know where you are
Quit calling it out it's loose on the prowl
Machete minds have failеd to cut it down
From the tree tops standing it's ground
Talk is everything
Sеparating the man from the beast
Your talk don't mean a thing
'Less you're speaking the rich man's tongue
'Cause we live in a rich man's jungle
Just swinging from vine to vine of logic
Speaking just line to line don't drop it
Swinging from vine to vine of logic
Thinking just line to line don't drop it
Swinging from vine to vine of logic
Speaking just line to line don't drop it
Swinging from vine to vine of logic
Speaking just line to line
Of talk, of talk, of talk, of talk
Of talk, of talk, of talk, of
Listen I can prove I really have a thought
Thoughts and not (Shh) just
Stop, shooting thoughts in the dark
It's a real nature park
Every man here hunting for their life
Press release might strike from behind
In the fight to survive
They are changing our mind
Hallucinations barred each branch of power
State of claim but nothing is ours
Talk is everything
Separating the man from the beast
Your talk don't mean a thing
If you live by the rich man's word
There's no escaping the rich man's jungle
I'd rather run my head and mouth open
In the way of wild tongues and brush fire
Good luck with the empire
Don't speak in shade in the sun
We are light speed children
Growing fast round up straight toward the sun
Voice of our own dominion
Anybody else's tree
I sang all of them equal to me
I don't dare stop
How can I prove I exist if I don't talk
And talk, and talk, and talk
And talk, and talk, and
Listen, I can prove I really have a thought
Thought and not just (Shh)
Keep swinging from vine to vine of logic
Speaking just line to line don't drop it
Swinging from vine to vine of logic
Thinking just line to line don't drop it
Swinging from vine to vine of logic
Speaking just line to line don't drop it
Swinging from vine to vine of logic
Speaking just line to line wait
Don't open your mouth
'Less you got a way out
Who knows what's lurking in the dark
When you speak, they know where you are
Quit calling it out it's loose on the prowl
Machete minds have failеd to cut it down
From the tree tops standing it's ground
Talk is everything
Sеparating the man from the beast
Your talk don't mean a thing
'Less you're speaking the rich man's tongue
'Cause we live in a rich man's jungle
Just swinging from vine to vine of logic
Speaking just line to line don't drop it
Swinging from vine to vine of logic
Thinking just line to line don't drop it
Swinging from vine to vine of logic
Speaking just line to line don't drop it
Swinging from vine to vine of logic
Speaking just line to line
Of talk, of talk, of talk, of talk
Of talk, of talk, of talk, of
Listen I can prove I really have a thought
Thoughts and not (Shh) just
Stop, shooting thoughts in the dark
It's a real nature park
Every man here hunting for their life
Press release might strike from behind
In the fight to survive
They are changing our mind
Hallucinations barred each branch of power
State of claim but nothing is ours
Talk is everything
Separating the man from the beast
Your talk don't mean a thing
If you live by the rich man's word
There's no escaping the rich man's jungle
I'd rather run my head and mouth open
In the way of wild tongues and brush fire
Good luck with the empire
Don't speak in shade in the sun
We are light speed children
Growing fast round up straight toward the sun
Voice of our own dominion
Anybody else's tree
I sang all of them equal to me