A walk on the quiet side late in the day   Don't mean to get in anybodys way   The Gods seem willing, sun's in the sky   Old crows cawing as the straight crows fly      There was a time when love was the law   There was a time for the tooth and the claw   Last rites given, no holds barred   Heaven express on my credit card      Now let me draw the jungle line   I won't cross yours if you don't cross mine   Won't make trouble, I don't need no fuss   But I'm wounded, old and I'm treacherous      Allow me to draw the jungle line   You cross it once, you cross some friends of mine   They won't make trouble, they don't need no fuss   But they're wounded, old and they're treacherous      In the crisp of evening on sacred ground   Ghosts of fathers pushing moonbeams round   Big cats prowling inside your head   They left for China, better left for dead      Let me draw the jungle line   I won't cross yours if you don't cross mine   I won't make trouble, I don't need no fuss   But I'm wounded, old and I'm treacherous      A walk on the quiet side, late in the day   Don't mean to get in anybodys way   The Gods seem willing, sun's in the sky   Old crows cawing as the straight crows fly      There was a time when love was the law   There was a time for the tooth and the claw   Last rites given, no holds barred   Heaven express on my credit card      Living mountains gonna shake that town   Big mother calling you from underground   She don't want trouble, she don't need no fuss   But she's wounded, old and she's treacherous