La Brea Tar Pits

I was tromping 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 a 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? Wanna make an escape but don't know where to begin