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Packed up his bags
It's time to go
No time for headaches
He's got this world
To prove he's wrong
Slipped through the cracks
They just don't know
Finding the relics
It's been his business all along
With bullwhip in hand he goes
Don't compete with Dr. Jones
In his endless search for truth
He just may end up after you
Spending his time
Reading each line
Finding the message
The words are key
To moving on
Trapped with the snakes
And skulls in the cave
Where is the exit?
The road to rescue
He plows his own
With bullwhip in hand he goes
Don't compete with Dr. Jones
In his endless search for truth
He just may end up after you
With bullwhip in hand he goes
Don't compete with Dr. Jones
Out to find what spells the truth
He'll kick McGyver's weak a**, too