The dry grass stands highStrongly rooted in the windThe waters run deep in the groundSame old, same old as ever has beenSame old, same old as ever beenThe lioness is closing inAmong the bushes she will blendHer prey quickly slips awayAnd she stands hungry and outsmarted once againSame old, same old as ever beenLioness, you know the danger of this gameLioness you are the wilderness that none could ever tameLioness you're on your ownLioness, the wilderness remains your homeAnd on you roamPoachers and gloaters with steaming gunsShame and guilt, they're shy of noneThey take it all and leave it bareSame old, same old as ever beenGrowling by the feet of manA cage will hold you when it canAnd they will try to break you downGrinning wildly as you're barking like a houndSame old, same old as ever beenLioness, you know the danger of this gameLioness you are the wilderness that none could ever tameLioness you're on your ownLioness, the wilderness remains your homeAnd on you roam