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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 Dont care I cant take the smell, i cant 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 couldnt get far Cause the man with the tow-truck repossessed my car Chorus: Dont push me, cause im close to the edge Im trying not to loose my head Its 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 couldnt make it on her Own Chorus: Its like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder How i keep from goin under My brothers doing fast on my mothers t.v. Says she watches to much, is just not healthy All my children in the daytime, dallas at night Cant even see the game or the sugar ray fight Bill collectors they ring my phone And scare my wife when im not home Got a bum education, double-digit inflation Cant take the train to the job, theres a strike At the station Me on king kong standin on my back Cant stop to turn around, broke my sacroiliac Midrange, migraine, cancered membrane Sometimes i think im going insane, i swear i might Hijack a plane! Chorus: My son said daddy i dont wanna go to school Cause the teachers a jerk, he must think im a Fool And all the kids smoke reefer, i think itd 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 its all about money, aint 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 cant walk through the park, cause its 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 hes 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 Youll 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 im cool, im no fool But then you wind up dropping out of high school Now youre unemployed, all null n void Walking around like youre 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 youre 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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