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

glass everywhere
People pissing on the stairs, you know they just care
I can't take the smell, I can't take the no more
Got no money to move out, I guess I got no
Rats in the front room, 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 push me cause I'm to the edge
I'm trying not to my head, ah huh-huh-huh
and 5th: ah huh-huh-huh]
[4th: say
like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder
How I keep from going
like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder
How I keep from under

Standing on the front stoop, hangin' out the
Watching all the go by, roaring as the breezes blow
Crazy livin' in a bag
Eatin' out of garbage pails, she to be a fag-hag
she danced the tango, skipped 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 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 doing bad took my TV
Says she watches too much, its just not
All My in the daytime, Dallas 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 mid-range migraine, cancered
Sometimes I think I'm going insane, I swear I 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 think 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 have a con in this of milk and honey"
pushed that girl in front of the train
Took her to the doctor, sewed her arm on
that man right in his heart
Gave him a transplant for a new start
I can't through the park, cause it's crazy after dark
Keep my hand on my gun, they got me on the run
I feel like a outlaw, my last glass jaw
Hear them say: You want some more?" on a seesaw

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A child is born with no state of
Blind to the ways of
God is on you but he's frowning too
only God knows what youll go through
Youll grow in the ghetto, living second
And eyes will sing a song of deep hate
The places you play and you stay
like one great big alley 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, even panhandlers
You I'm cool, I'm no fool!
But then you wind up out of high school
Now unemployed, all non-void
Walking round like you're Pretty Boy
Turned kid, look what youve done did
Got sent up for a eight bid
Now manhood is took and you're a Maytag
Spent the two years as a undercover fag
Being used and and served like hell
'Til one day you was found hung dead in cell
It was plain to see that your was lost
You was cold and your body back and forth
But now your eyes 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, it's like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder how I keep going under.
[5th