There's tigers waiting in the brush You'd better give 'em all your lunch They left me with a bit of stump 'Cause I didn't know If you look 'em 'tween the eyes They might leave you only one to cry from Or they might leave you there for the flies So not in the eyes You can say whatever you feel As long as you know you won't become a meal So, shake their paws Seal all the deals If they got an iron grip Then make yours steel... So it can feel you're for real There's lions waiting in the grass You'd better put on all your masks They'll catch you if you don't run fast So save your ass You can say whatever you feel As long as you know you won't become a meal So, shake their paws Seal all the deals If they've got an iron grip Then make yours steel... So it can feel you're for real