Grandmaster Flash appreciation thread

[Taras]

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

Broken glass everywhere
People pissin' on the stage, you know they just don't care
I can't take the smell, 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 a tow truck repossessed my car

Don't push me 'cause I'm close to the edge
I'm tryin' not to lose my head, huh, huh, huh, huh

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

Standin' on the front stoop, hangin' out the window
Watchin' all the cars go by, rollin' as the breezes blow
A crazy lady livin' in a bag
Eatin' outta garbage pails, used to be a fag hag
Said she danced the tango, skipped the light fandango
A Zircon princess, seemed she lost her senses
Down at the peep show watchin' 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 I'm close to the edge
I'm tryin' not to lose my head, huh, huh, huh, huh

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

My brother's doin' bad, stole my mother's TV
Says she watches too much, it's 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, they ring my phone
And scare my wife when I'm not home
Got a bum education, double-digit inflation
I 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 midrange 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 tryin' not to lose my head

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

My son said, "Daddy, I don't want to 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'd dance to the beat, shuffle my feet
Wear a shirt and tie, and run with the creeps"
'Cause it's all about the money, ain't a damn thing funny
You got to have a con in this land of milk and honey
They pushed that girl in front of the train
Took her to the doctor, 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 through the park 'cause it's crazy after dark
Keep my hand on my gun 'cause they got me on the run
I feel like a outlaw, broke my last glass jaw
Hittin' 'em and sayin', "You want some more," livin' on a seesaw

Don't push me 'cause I'm close to the edge
I'm tryin' not to lose my head, say what

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

A child is born with no state of mind
Blind to the ways of mankind
God is smilin' on you, but he's frownin' too
Because only God knows what you'll go through
You'll grow in the ghetto livin' 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 and pushers, and the big money makers
Drivin' big cars, spendin' 20s and 10s
And you wanna grow up to be just like them, huh
Smugglers, scramblers, burglars, gamblers
Pick-pocket, peddlers, even pan handlers
You say, "I'm cool, huh, I'm no fool"
But then you wind up droppin' outta high school
Now you're unemployed, all non-void
Walkin' 'round like you're Pretty Boy Floyd
Turned Stick-Up Kid, but look what you done did
Got sent up for a 8-year bid
Now you're manhood is took, and you're a Maytag
Spend the next two years as a undercover f@#
Bein' used and abused to serve like hell
Till one day you was found hung dead in the cell
It's 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 tryin' not to lose my head, huh, huh, huh, huh

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