The Message (Re-Recorded Remastered Version) - Grandmaster Flash It's like a jungle sometimes It makes me wonder How I keep from going under
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 no more Got no money to move out I guess I got no choice Rats in the front room Cockroaches in the back Junkie's in the alley with a baseball bat I tried to get away But I couldn't get far 'Cause a man with a tow-truck Repossessed my car Don't push me cause I'm close to the edge I'm trying not to lose my head Ah 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 livin' in a bag Eatin' out of garbage pails She used to be a fag-hag Said she danced the tango Skipped the light fandango The Zircon Princess seemed To lost her 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 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
My brother's doing bad Took my mother's TV Says she watches too much Its just not healthy All My Children in the daytime Dallas at night Can't even see the game or The Sugar Ray fight The bill collectors that 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 standin on my back Can't stop to turn around Broke my sacroiliac A mid-range migraine Cancered membrane Sometimes I think I'm going insane I swear I might hijack a plane 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
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 What youll go through Youll 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 huh Smugglers scramblers 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 youve done did Got sent up for a eight year bid Now your manhood is took And you're a Maytag Spent the next two years As a undercover fag Being used and abused And served like hell 'Til one day you was found Hung dead in your 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 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 from going under
It's like a jungle sometimes It makes me wonder how I keep from going under
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It's like a jungle sometimes It makes me wonder how I keep from going under
