You're living in a small town The people there are cold Just living in a small town Just doing as you're told You move up to the jungle You find that it's a hell When you slip, you fall, you stumble They lock you in a cell Hey you, you've got it made Hey you, you've got it made Hey you, all your friends told you in your small town Hey you, you've got it made Just living in your home town Sometimes it's kind of cruel Living in your home town Where they treat you like a fool You move up to the city You find that it's tough And it doesn't seem very pretty Now you're sleeping in the rough Hey you, you've got it made Hey you, you've got it made Hey you, you're heading for the big time Hey you, you're headed for a life of crime Living in this jungle It's like living in a hell When you slip, you fall, you stumble They lock you in a cell You move out to the country For something you have done You're living in the country Why don't you go back to where you come from? Hey you, you've got it made Hey you, you've got it made Hey you, you've got it made Hey you, you've got it made Hey you, you've got it made Forget all these backslappers Hey you, you've got it made You don't stand a chance Why don't you go home? Hey you, you've got it made Go right back to where you come from Hey you, you've got it made Hey you, you've got it made Don't get involved in this masquerade This big city is going to eat you up Hey you, you've got it made Hey you, you've got it made Hey you, you've got it made All the backslapping Hey you, you've got it made