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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeLa Brea Tar Pits
I was trumping the jungles, there was nothing to findNo mastodon so that I could be the guy that providesWith empty hands, I headed on homeLive long enough, you're gonna choke on a bone, hey, heyHey, heyThat's just the way that it goesNow I'm sinking in the La Brea Tar PitsAnd I don't want to die 'cause there's still so much to giveI'm sinking, could you give me a lift?Wanna make an escape but don't know where to beginEach time I let go I sink a little deeper, ah, damnSo let me try to persuade you all to lend me your handGood with a spear and settling fightsDo anything for the good of the tribe, hey, heyCould you throw me a rope?(Throw me a rope)'Cause I'm sinking in the La Brea Tar PitsAnd I don't want to die 'cause there's still so much to giveI'm sinking, could you give me a lift?Wanna make an escape but don't know where to begin
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