that s right folks who knows what strange wonders awaits our expeditioners on this journey to the dark corners of the globe for this scientific purpose uh excuse me sir there s been a problem with the boat ship s engineer wants to see you at once quieten down man we sail by midnight and i went off sailing for the congo in a sloop called the mississippi song o now i m here singing them jungle blues in a shipwreck way out on the ocean swimming blind lord praying and hoping i washed up singing them jungle blues can t you hear them jungle drums thumpin buddy that s what gets my heart to jumpin it ain t nothin but them jungle blues and the monkeys goin pitter patter in the darkness my teeth begin to chatter there ain t no cure for them jungle blues