bungle

Firm in a regime so ya nah gon' see mi stumble

Mama say nuh come a town an' mix wit dutty bungle

See deh now mi jus a rise and so mi rise a so mi humble

Serenity and silence of the sounds and emotions

In the concrete jungle when the sun don't bungle

I think it's hard to find the words on how I feel

They're fast but they're lazy, and sleep in green meadows

Well, let's bungle in the jungle

Well, that's all right by me, yes

Yeah, let's gel (uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh)

Well, let's bungle (uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh)

And live to tell (uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh)

Hey ho, welcome to the jungle

Oh no, where is Mr. Bungle?

Holiday in Cambodia

There's a boy who stalks these halls, he never leaves

And when he talks, he talks a lot, always bungles things

There's a man who runs the show, you'll never see

austrilian and japan, me nah lef out me jamaican

Me nah define the gyal'em, bring dem, comin' a bungle

put dem inna me yard, i make it turn inna jungle

No master plan, the masses all struggle

Slug movements bungle, a serpent is subtle

Hatred born in diversity of culture's folk

The rest is better anyway

Botox bungle CNN

Infomercial count to ten

Through sockets laden with crust

At the bungle it would see in us

If it were not destined to be dust

Sir Bufton Tufton, Jean Paul Sartre

Zippy, Bungle, Jeffrey Archer

Andre Previn and the LSO