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

Broken glass
People pissing on the stairs, you know they just care
I can't the smell, I can't take the noise no more
Got no to move out, I guess I got no choice
Rats in the front room, cockroaches in the
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 cause I'm to the edge
I'm trying not to lose my head, ah
[2nd and 5th: ah
[4th: say
It's like a jungle it makes me wonder
How I keep going under
It's like a jungle sometimes it me wonder
How I keep from going

Standing on the stoop, hangin' out the window
Watching all the cars go by, roaring as the breezes
Crazy lady in a bag
Eatin' out of garbage pails, she to be a fag-hag
Said she danced the tango, skipped the light
The Zircon Princess seemed to her senses
at the peepshow, watching all the creeps
So she can tell the stories to the 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

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

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My son Daddy, I don't wanna go to school
Cause the a jerk, he must think I'm a fool
And all the kids smoke reefer, I think be cheaper
If I got a job, learned to be a street sweeper
Id dance to the beat, shuffle my
Wear a and tie and run with the creeps
Cause it's all about money, ain't a 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, sewed her arm on
Stabbed that man in his heart
Gave him a for a brand new start
I can't walk through the park, cause it's crazy after
Keep my hand on my gun, cause got me on the run
I feel a outlaw, broke my last glass jaw
Hear them You want some more?" livin' on a seesaw

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A child is born with no of mind
to the ways of mankind
God is on you but he's frowning too
Because only God knows what youll go
Youll grow in the ghetto, second rate
And your eyes will sing a song of hate
The you play and where you stay
like one great big alley way
You'll all the number book takers
Thugs, pimps, pushers and the big money
Driving big cars, twenties and tens
And you wanna up to be just like them, huh,
Smugglers, scramblers, burglars,
Pickpockets, peddlers panhandlers
You I'm cool, I'm no fool!
But then you up dropping out of high school
Now unemployed, all non-void
Walking round like you're Pretty Boy
stickup kid, look what youve done did
Got sent up for a eight bid
Now your manhood is and you're a Maytag
Spent the next two years as a fag
used and abused and served like hell
'Til one day you was found hung dead in your
It was plain to see your life was lost
You was cold and your swung back and forth
But now your eyes sing the sad, sad
Of how you lived so and died so young

So don't push me cause I'm close to the edge, I'm 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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