The Message

歌詞

it’s like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder how i keep from going under it’s like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder how i keep from going under Broken Glass Everywhere people pissin’ 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 junkies 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 don’t push me cause im close to the edge i’m trying not to lose my head uh huh huh huh huh 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 living in a bag eatin’ out a garbage pail used to be a fag hag said she danced the tango skipped the light fandango the zircon princess seemed she lost her senses down at the peep show watching all the creeps so she can tell her stories to the girls back home she went to the city and got social security she had to get a pimp she couldn’t make it on her own don’t push me cause im close to the edge i’m trying not to lose my head uh huh huh huh huh it’s like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder how i keep from going under it’s like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder how i keep from going under my brothers doing bad he stole my my mother’s TV says “she watches too much it’s just not healthy” all my children in the day time dallas at night can’t even see the game or the sugar ray fight the 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 neon king kong standing on my back can’t stop to turn around broke my sacred iliac a mid ranged migraine cancered membrane sometimes i think i’m going insane i think i might hijack a plane don’t push me cause im 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 it’s like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder how i keep from going under my son said daddy i don’t want to go to school cause the teachers 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 and 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’ve got to have a car into his land of milk and honey they pushed that girl in front of the train took her to the Dr. sewed her arm on again stabbed that man right in his heart gave him a transplant for a brand new start i can’t walk thru the park cause it’s crazy after dark keep my hand on my gun cause they got me on the run i feel like an outlaw broke my last glass jaw hear them say “you want some more?” living on a see saw don’t push me cause im close to the edge i’m trying not to lose my head say what? it’s like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder how i keep from going under it’s like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder how i keep from going under it’s like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder how i keep from going under it’s like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder how i keep from going under a child is born with no state of mind blind to the ways of mankind god is smiling on you but he’s frowning too because only god knows whatchu gon’ do you’ll 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 alleyway 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, huh, Smugglers, scrambles, burglars, gamblers Pickpockets, peddlers even panhandlers You say: "I'm cool, I'm no fool!" But then you wind up dropping out of high school Now you're unemployed, all non-void Walking 'round like you're Pretty Boy Floyd Turned stickup kid, look what you've done did Got sent up for a eight year bid Now your manhood is took and you're a may tag Spend the next two years as a undercover fag Being used and abused to serve like hell Till one day you was found 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 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 It's like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder how I keep from going under Yo Mell, you see that girl there? Yo, that sounded like Cowboy man Cool Yo, what's up Money? Yo, where's Cooly an Raheim? They is downstairs coooling out So what's up for tonight y'all? We could go down to Phoenix We could go check out "Junebug" man Hey yo, you know that girl Betty? Yeah man Come on, come all man Not like it That's what I heard man What's this happening, what's this? What's goin' on? Freeze Don't nobody move or nothin' Y'all know what this is (What's happend?) Get 'em up, get 'em up (What?) Oh man, we're (Right in there) Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five What is that, a gang? No Shut up I don't wanna hear your mouth Shut up Officer, officer, what is the problem? You the problem Hey, you ain't gotta push me man Get in the car, get in the car Get in the god... I said, "Get in the car"