Well, the day has just begun And I'm already running late With too many irons in the fire And too much on my plate I'd be pulling out my hair If I could just get one hand free And I'd stop this world If I could find the key What I feel Is telling me I'm going crazy But what is real Says God's still on His throne What I need Is to remember one thing: That the Lord of the gentle breeze Is Lord of the rough and tumble And He is the King of the jungle People say this world's a jungle And sometimes I must admit I'd be scared to d**h If I did not know who was king of it But the truth is God created This whole world with His own hand So everything is under His command, and... What I feel Is telling me this world's gone crazy But what is real Says God's still on His throne What I need Is to remember one thing: That the Lord of the gentle breeze Is Lord of the rough and tumble And He is the King of the jungle K-i-n-g of the j-u-n-g-l-e He's king of creation K-i-n-g of the j-u-n-g-l-e Ruler of all of the sky and the sea K-i-n-g of the j-u-n-g-l-e He's always in control K-i-n-g of the j-u-n-g-l-e He is the King of kings K-i-n-g of the j-u-n-g-l-e He's sitting on the throne K-i-n-g of the j-u-n-g-l-e He is the King of kings