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

Broken glass
People pissing on the stairs, you they just dont care
I can't take the smell, I take the noise no more
Got no money to move out, I guess I got no
Rats in the room, cockroaches in the back
Junkie's in the alley a baseball bat
I tried to get away, but I 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 from going under
It's like a jungle sometimes it me wonder
How I keep from going

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

[2nd

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

[3rd

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 sweeper
Id dance to the beat, shuffle my
a shirt and tie and run with the creeps
Cause all about money, ain't a damn thing funny
You got to a con in this land of milk and honey"
They pushed that girl in of the train
Took her to the doctor, sewed her arm on
Stabbed that man in his heart
Gave him a transplant for a brand new
I can't walk through the park, cause crazy after 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 want some more?" livin' on a

[4th

A is born with no state of mind
Blind to the of mankind
God is smiling on you but he's too
Because only God knows youll go through
Youll grow in the ghetto, living second
And your will sing a song of deep hate
The places you play and you stay
Looks like one great big way
You'll admire all the number takers
Thugs, pimps, pushers and the big makers
Driving big cars, spending 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 school
Now you're unemployed, all
Walking round like Pretty Boy Floyd
Turned stickup kid, look youve done did
Got up for a eight year bid
Now your manhood is took and a Maytag
Spent the next two as a undercover fag
Being used and and served like hell
'Til one day you was found dead in your cell
It was to see that your life was lost
You was cold and your body back and forth
But now your eyes the sad, sad song
Of how you so fast and died so young

So don't 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 under.
[5th