Jungle Boogie  I wanna see your hands up  Jungle Boogie  I wanna see you feet down  Jungle Boogie  I wanna see you movin'  Jungle Boogie  What you doin' standin'  Jungle Boogie  Better start movin'  Jungle Boogie  Moshin' with the party    Selfish desires are burning like fire  Among those who hoard the gold  As they continue to keep the people asleep  And the truth from being told  Racism and greed keep the people in need  From getting what's rightfully theirs  Cheating, stealing and double dealing  As they exploit the people's fear  And now Down Jones owns all the people's homes  And all the surrounding land  Buying and selling their humble dwelling  In the name of the master plan  'Cause paper money is like a bee without honey  With no stinger to back it up  And those who stole the people's gold  And definitely corrupt    Get down with the Jungle Boogie  And 24-7 Spyz...  And if you feel good  And you came to party  Everybody scream and say yeah!!    Feel the spirit... Yeah, yeah, yeah!  Feel the spirit... Yeah, yeah, yeah!  Feel the spirit... Yeah, yeah, yeah!  Of the boogie... Ooooh