He Watches The Other Beasts quiet And Dignified claws Like Flicknifes he Don't Have To Hide waiting Until The Time Is Right pouncing Like A Thief In The Night but They Keep On Coming Through The Jungle Track when They Feel The Power On The Hour wish They Had Turned Back the Air Is Fill With A Mighty Roar they Stand There As Always As Before the Warrior's Strong, The Warrior's Proud the Warrior Stands At The Edge Of The Crowd the Warrior's Brave, The Warrior's Cool even When He's Got His Back Against The Wall he's The King Of The Jungle they Stand By Each Other Like A Brother like A Lions Pride they Won't Turn Away Or Stray to The Other Side even Though They're Few And Far Between they'll Stand By You No Matter Where You've Been