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

glass everywhere
People pissing on the stairs, you they just dont care
I can't take the smell, I can't take the 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 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 jungle it makes me wonder
How I keep going under
It's like a sometimes it makes me wonder
How I keep going under

Standing on the front stoop, hangin' out the
Watching all the cars go by, as the breezes blow
Crazy lady in a bag
Eatin' out of garbage pails, she used to be a
Said she danced the tango, skipped the fandango
The Zircon Princess seemed to her senses
at the peepshow, watching all the creeps
So she can tell the stories to the girls home
She went to the 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
Says she 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 that my phone
And scare my when I'm not home
Got a bum education, inflation
take the train to the job, there's a strike at the station
Neon Kong standin' on my back
Can't stop to around, broke my sacroiliac
A mid-range migraine, membrane
Sometimes I think I'm insane, I swear I might hijack a plane

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My son said: Daddy, I don't wanna go to
Cause the teacher's a jerk, he must think I'm a
And all the kids smoke reefer, I it'd be cheaper
If I just got a job, learned to be a street
Id dance to the beat, my feet
Wear a shirt and tie and run with the
Cause it's all money, ain't a damn thing funny
You got to have a con in this land of and honey"
They pushed that in front of the train
Took her to the doctor, her arm on again
that man right in his heart
Gave him a transplant for a brand new
I can't walk through the park, cause it's after dark
Keep my hand on my gun, cause got me on the run
I feel a outlaw, broke my last glass jaw
Hear them say: You want some more?" livin' on a

[4th

A is born with no state of mind
to the ways of mankind
God is smiling on you but frowning too
Because only God knows what go through
Youll in the ghetto, living second rate
And your eyes will sing a of deep hate
The places you and where you stay
Looks 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 even
You I'm cool, I'm no fool!
But then you wind up dropping out of school
Now you're unemployed, all
Walking round like Pretty Boy Floyd
Turned 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
Being and abused and served like hell
'Til one day you was hung dead in your cell
It was plain to see that your was lost
You was and your body swung back and forth
But now your eyes sing the sad, sad
Of how you lived so and died so young

So don't 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