La Brea Tar Pits

I was trumping the jungles, there was nothing to find

No mastodon so 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

Now I'm sinking in the La Brea Tar Pits

And I don't want to die 'cause there's still so much to give

I'm sinking, could you give me a lift?

Wanna make an escape but don't know where to begin

Each time I let go I sink 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

I'm sinking, could you give me a lift?