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

Broken everywhere
pissing on the stairs, you know they just dont care
I can't take the smell, I can't take the noise no
Got no money to move out, I guess I got no
Rats in the 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 repossessed my car

Don't me cause I'm close to the edge
I'm trying not to my head, ah huh-huh-huh
[2nd and 5th: ah
[4th: say
It's like a jungle it makes me wonder
How I keep from going
It's like a jungle sometimes it me wonder
How I keep from under

on the front stoop, hangin' out the window
Watching all the go by, roaring as the breezes blow
Crazy lady in a bag
Eatin' out of pails, she used to be a fag-hag
Said she the tango, skipped the light fandango
The Princess seemed to lost her senses
at the peepshow, watching all the creeps
So she can tell the stories to the girls home
She to the city and got So-So-So Ditty
She had to get a pimp, she make it on her own

[2nd

My brother's doing bad took my TV
Says she watches too much, its not healthy
All My Children in the daytime, at night
Can't even see the or the Sugar Ray fight
The bill that ring my phone
And scare my wife I'm not home
Got a bum education, double-digit
Can't the train to the job, there's a strike at the station
Neon King Kong on my back
Can't stop to turn around, my sacroiliac
A mid-range migraine, membrane
Sometimes I think I'm going insane, I I might hijack a plane

[3rd

My son said: Daddy, I don't wanna go to
Cause the teacher's a jerk, he must I'm a fool
And all the kids smoke reefer, I think be cheaper
If I just got a job, to be a street sweeper
Id dance to the beat, shuffle my
Wear a shirt and tie and run the creeps
Cause it's all about money, a damn thing funny
You got to have a con in this land of and honey"
They pushed that girl in front of the
her to the doctor, sewed her arm on again
Stabbed man right in his heart
Gave him a for a brand new start
I can't walk through the park, cause it's crazy 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

[4th

A child is born with no of mind
Blind to the ways of
God is smiling on you but he's too
Because only God what youll go through
Youll grow in the ghetto, living rate
And your eyes will sing a song of hate
The you play and where you stay
Looks like one great big way
You'll admire all the number takers
Thugs, pimps, pushers and the big money
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 you wind up dropping out of high school
Now unemployed, all non-void
Walking like you're Pretty Boy Floyd
Turned stickup kid, look youve done did
Got sent up for a eight bid
Now your manhood is and you're a Maytag
Spent the next two as a undercover fag
Being used and abused and served like
'Til one day you was found hung dead in your
It was to see that your life was lost
You was and your body swung back and forth
But now your eyes sing the sad, sad
Of how you so fast and died so young

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.
[5th