As we drill mother earth for dinosaur blood
The mammals whisper
Shere khan's coming...
Shere khan's coming...
As we toil on soil that's turning black
The birds they chatter
Shere khan's coming...
Shere khan's coming...
Romance, finance
In a trance, we dance
Finance, romance,
In a trance, we dance
Glaciers melt as lakes are drying up
The poison seeps in
Shere khan's coming...
Shere khan's coming...
Man-cub you better run and hide
The greed that's within
Romance, finance
In a trance, we dance
In a trance, in a trance
In a trance, we dance
He's gonna take everything you've got
He's gonna make you wish that you were never born
The time for mercy has come and gone
You better run man-cub, run
You better run man-cub, run
You better run man-cub, run