can't sleep cannibals will eat me - sounds like chicken lyrics

coming up from the jungle with the tribal
upbeatcannibalistic ska we roast the two-tone elite hit
it with the softness of a block of concrete got a message
for these streets so we won’t be discrete shooting
straight for the heart (like a poison arrow) show you the
lies in this world (like morpheus to neo) reporters for
the truth (not mike monroe) start a sk-nk circle, it’s
time to go pyscho!