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

Broken glass
People pissing on the stairs, you know just dont 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
in the front room, cockroaches in the back
Junkie's in the alley a baseball bat
I to get away, but I couldn't get far
'Cause a man with a tow-truck my car

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

Standing on the front stoop, hangin' out the
Watching all the go by, roaring as the breezes blow
Crazy livin' in a bag
out of garbage pails, she used to be a fag-hag
Said she danced the tango, skipped the light
The Zircon Princess seemed to lost her
Down at the peepshow, all the creeps
So she can tell the to the girls back home
She went to the city and got So-So-So
She had to get a pimp, she make it on her own

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My brother's bad took my mother's TV
Says she watches too much, its not healthy
All My Children in the daytime, Dallas at
Can't even see the game or the Sugar Ray
The bill collectors that my phone
And scare my wife I'm not home
Got a bum education, inflation
take the train to the job, there's a strike at the station
Neon King Kong standin' on my
Can't to turn 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 said: Daddy, I don't wanna go to
Cause the teacher's a jerk, he think I'm a fool
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
it's all about 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
her to the doctor, sewed her arm on again
Stabbed man right in his heart
him a transplant for a brand new start
I can't walk through the park, cause it's crazy after
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 want more?" livin' on a seesaw

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A child is born with no of mind
Blind to the of mankind
God is on you but he's frowning too
only God knows what youll go through
Youll grow in the ghetto, living second
And your eyes will sing a song of hate
The you play and where you stay
like one great 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 dropping out of high
Now you're unemployed, all
Walking round like you're Boy Floyd
Turned stickup kid, look what youve did
Got sent up for a eight bid
Now your is took and you're a Maytag
the next 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 that your was lost
You was cold and your swung back and forth
But now your sing the sad, sad song
Of how you lived so fast and died so

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