I may go and move to the jungle now   Way out in the woods   Yes, I think I'll move to the jungle, people   Move way out in the woods   Yes, because the way things are here now   Well, I ain't doin' myself no good      I work hard everyday   From Monday to Friday night   The wages that they pay me   I swear that they're very light   They take out a little for the state   A little more for Uncle Sam      How can I ever catch up   And get myself out of this jam?   Yes, I think I'll move to the jungle   Move way out in the woods   Yes, because the way things are here now   Well, I ain't doin' myself no good      I go to town on Saturday   Just to pay my bills   I better make it early   Or the collector will come where I live      I go to church on a Sunday   I get on my knees to pray   Preacher takes up collection   And say, "Brother, what will you pay?"      I think I'll move to the jungle   Move way out in the woods   Yes, because the way things are here now   Well, I ain't doin' myself no good