When I was young, it seemed that life was so wonderful,
a miracle, oh it was beautiful, magical.
And all the birds in the trees, well they‘d be singing so happily,
joyfully, playfully, watching me.
Good morning!
Yeaaah!
1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4
pump it up!
Aah, I ramp, me no ramp, me no skin, me no play, yeah
When me chant ‘pon the microphone
And me say with the DJ
Junglists in the place
Junglists on the case
Scooter, are you Ratty?
Love, peace and unity,
Sibiria the place to be.
The K, The L, The F and the ology,
Halleluja!
1, 2, 1, 2, 3, yeah!
Rough!
Aah!
Here we go!
Stand up!
once again!
We‘re gettin‘ jiggy!
Sibiria! Yeah
Good bye.