Testo La Brea Tar Pits

I was trumping the jungles, there was nothing to find
Oh, Master Don saw that I could be the guy that provides
With empty hands, I headed on home
Live long enough, you're gonna choke on a bone, hey, hey

Hey, hey
That's just the way that it goes
'Cause I'm sinking in the La Brea Tar Pits
And I don't want to die 'cause there's still so much to give
Now I'm sinking, could you give me a lift?
Wanna make an escape but don't know where to begin

Each time I fuck I think a little deeper, ah, damn
So let me try to persuade you all to lend me your hand
Good with a spear and settling fights
Do anything for the good of the tribe, hey, hey

Could you throw me a rope?
(Throw me a rope)

'Cause I'm sinking in the La Brea Tar Pits
And I don't want to die 'cause there's still so much to give Now I'm sinking, could you give me a lift?
Wanna make an escape but don't know where to begin