Babe i'm leaving the country You know i just gotta go This record company bull-sh** They break my heart, they rape my soul And they're only after the dollar And they're dollars, they're dollars They're house in the hills I'm gonna break free of this saccharine sunshine Go my way to where the blood can spill So come on down to cuba Come play in the sand We can drink and go scuba We'll make love out on the beach And then we'll run out Away from the world And i will be your jungle hero And you, you, you can be my girl. I'm gonna go down to cuba I'm gonna make me some brand new friends I'm gonna wait for the country to open And when the music-mother-f**ers try to move right in I'm gonna be there already waiting With my long-range rifle and a perfect plan And when they're all walking on the guitar mat I'm gonna say So come on down to cuba Come play in the sand We can drink and go scuba We'll make love out on the beach And then we'll run out Away from the world And i will be your drunken hero And you, you, you can be my girl. Don't tell me that i'm crazy You know that i'm right Sometimes we have to run To fight. So come on down to cuba Come play in the sand We can drink and go scuba We'll make love out on the beach And then we'll run out Away from the world And i will be your jungle hero And you, you, you can be my girl. Come on down to cuba, Come play in the sand. Ahhhhh-ahhhhhhh.