The Van Jets
Boy to Beastie
Uh uh uh huh
Uh uh uh huh
Uh uh huh uh
Uh uh huh uh

Wake up in a different dream
Nothing's really what it seems
Ain't now questions asked
Too late

Now you creep on hands and knees
Piece of meat between your teeth
Know it like a wolf
And you're howling back

Dirty nails picking the flesh
Finger-licking in the mess

Oh so brute and bold
This is jungle protocol
And so you make it
From boy to beastie

Yeah, yeah, brute and bold
Hear the jungle's dirty calls
And so you turn
From boy to beastie
Uh uh uh huh
Uh uh uh huh
Uh uh huh uh
Uh uh huh uh

Twisted tongues and twisted breeds
Thick of blood and bigger feet
Rumble in the pack as the fire cries
Table manners on a hold
Skip the fog and much-able
Now you get a taste for that, huh

Oh so brute and bold
This is jungle protocol
And so you make it
From boy to beastie

Yeah, yeah, brute and bold
Hear the jungle's dirty calls
And so you turn
From boy to beastie

Dirty nails picking the flesh
Finger licking in the mess

Oh so brute and bold
This is jungle protocol
And so you make it
From boy to beastie
Yeah, yeah, brute and bold
Hear the jungle's dirty calls
And so you turn
From boy to beastie

From boy to beastie
From boy to beastie
And now you turn
From boy to beastie