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(E.Fletcher, S.Robinson, C.Chase, M.Glover -
SugarHill Records '82)
                            Broken glass everywhere
                            People pissing on the stairs, you know they just
don't care
                            I can't take the smell, I can't take the noise
                            Got no money to move out, I guess I got no choice
                            Rats in the front room, roaches in the back
                            Junkie's in the alley with a baseball bat
                            I tried to get away, but I couldn't get far
                            Cause the man with the tow-truck repossessed my car
                            Chorus:
                            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 going under

                            Standing on the front stoop, hangin' out the window
                            Watching all the cars go by, roaring as the breezes
blow
                            Crazy lady, livin' in a bag
                            Eating out of garbage piles, used to be a fag-hag
                            Search and test a tango, skips the life and then go
                            To search a prince to see the last of senses
                            Down at the peepshow, watching all the creeps
                            So she can tell the stories to the girls back home
                            She went to the city and got so so so ditty
                            She had to get a pimp, she couldn't make it on her
own

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

                            My brother's doing fast on my mother's T.V.
                            Says she watches to much, is just not healthy
                            All my children in the daytime, Dallas at night
                            Can't even see the game or the Sugar Ray fight
                            Bill collectors they ring my phone
                            And scare my wife when I'm not home
                            Got a bum education, double-digit inflation
                            Can't take the train to the job, there's a strike
at the station
                            Me on King Kong standin' on my back
                            Can't stop to turn around, broke my sacroiliac
                            Midrange, migraine, cancered membrane
                            Sometimes I think I'm going insane, I swear I might
hijack a plane!

                            Chorus:

                            My son said daddy I don't wanna go to school
                            Cause the teacher's a jerk, he must think I'm a
fool
                            And all the kids smoke reefer, I think it'd be
cheaper
                            If I just got a job, learned to be a street sweeper
                            I dance to the beat, shuffle my feet
                            Wear a shirt and tie and run with the creeps
                            Cause it's all about money, ain't a damn thing
funny
                            You got to have a con in this land of milk and
honey
                            They push that girl in front of a train
                            Took her to a doctor, sowed the arm on again
                            Stabbed that man, right in his heart
                            Gave him a transplant before a brand new start
                            I can't walk through the park, cause it's crazy
after the dark
                            Keep my hand on the gun, cause they got me on the
run
                            I feel like an outlaw, broke my last fast jaw
                            Hear them say you want some more, livin' on a
seesaw

                            Chorus:

                            A child was born, with no state of mind
                            Blind to the ways of mankind
                            God is smiling on you but he's frowning too
                            Cause only god knows what you go through
                            You grow in the ghetto, living second rate
                            And your eyes will sing a song of deep hate
                            The places you play and where you stay
                            Looks like one great big alley way
                            You'll admire all the number book takers
                            thugs, pimps, pushers and the big money makers
                            Driving big cars, spending twenties and tens
                            And you wanna grow up to be just like them
                            Smugglers, scrambles, burglars, gamblers
                            Pickpockets, peddlers and even pan-handlers
                            You say I'm cool, I'm no fool
                            But then you wind up dropping out of high school
                            Now you're unemployed, all null 'n' void
                            Walking around like you're pretty boy Floyd
                            Turned stickup kid, look what you done did
                            Got send up for a eight year bid
                            Now your man is took and you're a May tag
                            Spend the next two years as an undercover fag
                            Being used and abused, and served like hell
                            Till one day you was find hung dead in a cell
                            It was plain to see that your life was lost
                            You was cold and your body swung back and forth
                            But now your eyes sing the sad sad song
                            Of how you lived so fast and died so young

                            Chorus:

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