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It's like a jungle it makes me wonder
How I keep from under
like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder
How I keep going under

glass everywhere
People pissing on the stairs, you they just dont care
I can't take the smell, I can't take the noise no
Got no money to move out, I I got no choice
in the front room, cockroaches in the back
Junkie's in the alley with a bat
I to get away, but I couldn't get far
a man with a tow-truck repossessed my car

Don't push me I'm close to the edge
I'm trying not to my head, ah huh-huh-huh
[2nd and 5th: ah
say what?]
It's like a sometimes it makes me wonder
How I from going under
like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder
How I keep going under

on the front stoop, hangin' out the window
Watching all the cars go by, roaring as the breezes
lady livin' in a bag
Eatin' out of garbage pails, she used to be a
Said she danced the tango, skipped the fandango
The Zircon seemed to lost her senses
at the peepshow, watching all the creeps
So she can the stories to the girls back home
She to the city and got So-So-So Ditty
She had to get a pimp, she couldn't it on her own

[2nd

My brother's doing bad my mother's TV
Says she watches too much, its just not
All My Children in the daytime, Dallas at
Can't even see the or the Sugar Ray fight
The bill collectors ring my phone
And my wife when I'm not home
Got a bum education, double-digit
Can't take the train to the job, a strike at the station
Neon King Kong standin' on my
Can't stop to around, broke my sacroiliac
A mid-range migraine, membrane
Sometimes I think I'm going insane, I swear I might hijack a

Chorus]

My son said: Daddy, I don't go to school
the teacher's a jerk, he must think I'm a fool
And all the kids reefer, I think it'd be cheaper
If I just got a job, learned to be a street
Id dance to the beat, shuffle my
Wear a and tie and run with the creeps
Cause it's all about money, a damn thing funny
You got to have a con in this of milk and honey"
They pushed that girl in front of the
Took her to the doctor, her arm on again
Stabbed that man right in his
Gave him a transplant for a new start
I can't walk through the park, it's crazy after dark
my hand on my gun, cause they got me on the run
I like a outlaw, broke my last glass jaw
Hear them say: You some more?" livin' on a seesaw

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A child is with no state of mind
Blind to the of mankind
God is on you but he's frowning too
Because only God knows youll go through
Youll grow in the ghetto, living second
And your eyes sing a song of deep hate
The places you play and you stay
Looks like one big alley way
You'll admire all the number takers
Thugs, pimps, pushers and the big makers
Driving big cars, twenties and tens
And you wanna grow up to be like them, huh,
Smugglers, scramblers, burglars,
Pickpockets, peddlers even
You I'm cool, I'm no fool!
But then you wind up out of high school
Now you're unemployed, all
Walking round like you're Boy Floyd
Turned kid, look what youve done did
Got up for a eight year bid
Now your manhood is took and you're a
the next two years as a undercover fag
Being used and and served like hell
'Til one day you was found dead in your cell
It was plain to see your life was lost
You was cold and your body swung and forth
But now your eyes the sad, sad song
Of how you lived so fast and so young

So don't push me cause I'm close to the edge, I'm trying not to lose my head, it's like a jungle sometimes it makes me how I keep from going under.
[5th