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

glass everywhere
People pissing on the stairs, you know they just care
I can't take the smell, I can't take the no more
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
'Cause a man with a tow-truck my car

Don't push me I'm close to the edge
I'm trying not to lose my head, ah
and 5th: ah huh-huh-huh]
[4th: say
It's like a sometimes it makes me wonder
How I keep from going
It's like a jungle it makes me wonder
How I keep from going

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

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My doing bad took my mother's TV
she watches too much, its just not healthy
All My Children in the daytime, at night
Can't see the game or the Sugar Ray fight
The bill collectors ring my phone
And scare my wife when I'm not
Got a bum education, inflation
Can't take the train to the job, there's a strike at the
Neon Kong standin' on my back
stop to turn around, broke my sacroiliac
A mid-range migraine, cancered
I think I'm going insane, I swear I might hijack a plane

[3rd

My son said: Daddy, I don't go to school
Cause the a jerk, he must think I'm a fool
And all the kids smoke reefer, I think it'd be
If I got a job, learned to be a street sweeper
Id to the beat, shuffle my feet
a shirt and tie and run with the creeps
Cause it's all about money, ain't a damn funny
You got to have a con in this of milk and honey"
They pushed that in front of the train
Took her to the doctor, sewed her arm on
Stabbed man right in his heart
Gave him a for a brand 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 feel a outlaw, broke my last glass jaw
Hear them say: You want more?" livin' on a seesaw

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A child is born no state of mind
to the ways of mankind
God is smiling on you but frowning too
Because God knows what youll go through
Youll grow in the ghetto, living second
And your eyes will sing a song of deep
The places you play and you stay
Looks like one great big way
You'll admire all the number book
Thugs, pimps, and the big money makers
big cars, spending twenties and tens
And you wanna grow up to be just them, huh,
Smugglers, scramblers, burglars,
Pickpockets, peddlers panhandlers
You I'm cool, I'm no fool!
But then you wind up dropping out of high
Now unemployed, all non-void
round like you're Pretty Boy Floyd
Turned stickup kid, look youve done did
Got sent up for a eight bid
Now your manhood is took and you're a
Spent the two years as a undercover fag
Being used and abused and served like
'Til one day you was hung dead in your cell
It was plain to see your life was lost
You was cold and your body back and forth
But now your eyes sing the sad, sad
Of how you lived so fast and died so

So 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 wonder how I keep from going under.
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