The Message (Vocal) chords by Grandmaster Flash & The Furious Five, The Furious Five
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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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 pissing on the stairs
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
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Rats in the front
Rural roaders in the back
Junkies 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
we possessed my car.
Don't push me,
cause I'm close to the edge.
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Em
I'm trying not to lose my head.
It's like a jungle sometimes,
it makes me wonder
how I keep from going under.
Standing on the front scoop,
hanging out the window,
watching all the cars go by,
roaring as the breezes blow.
A crazy lady, living in a bag,
eating out of garbage pails,
used to be a fag hag.
She went to the city
and got so, so sedated
She had to get a pimp,
she couldn't make it on her own
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Em
Don't push me,
cause I'm close to the edge
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Em
I'm trying not to lose my head
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Em
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,
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 scam my wife when I'm not home
Got a bummed education,
double -digit inflation
Can't take the train to the job,
there's a strike at the station
Knee on King Kong,
standing on my back,
can't stop to turn around
Broke my sacroiliac,
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a mid -range mi graine,
cancered membrane
Sometimes I think I'm going insane,
I swear I might hijack a plane
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Don't push me,
cause I'm close to the edge
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Em
I'm trying not to lose my head
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,
Em
it makes me wonder
how I keep from going under
I'm going first
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
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Em
And all the kids vote reefer,
I think it'd 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
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Cause it's all about money,
ain't a damn thing funny
You got to have a con
in this land of milk and honey
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They pushed that girl in front of the train
Took her to the doctor,
sewed her arm on again
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Stabbed that man right in his heart
Am
Gave him a transplant for a brand new start
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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
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I feel like an outlaw,
Em
broke my last last jaw
Hear them say, you want some more?
Living on a seesaw
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Em
Don't push me,
cause I'm close to the edge
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Em
I'm trying not to lose my head
You say what?
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It's like a jungle sometimes
Em
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
Bm
Em
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 child is born with no state of mind
Blind to the ways of mankind
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God is smiling on you
but he's frowning too
Because only God knows
what you'll go through
You'll grow in the ghetto
living second rate
And your eyes will sing a
song of deep hate
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The places you play and where you stay
Looks like one great big alleyway
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You'll admire all the
number book takers
Thugs, pimps, and pushers,
and the big money makers
Driving big cars,
spending twenties and tens
And you want to grow up to
be just like them
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Smugglers, scramblers,
burglars, gamblers
Pickpocket peddlers, even panhandlers
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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
Walkin' round like your
pretty boy Floyd
Turned stick up kid,
but look what you done did
Got sent up for a 8 year bid
Now your manhood is took
and you're a Maytag
Spend the next 2 years as
an undercover fag
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Being used and abused to serve like hell
Till one day you was found
hung dead in a cell
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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, song
Of how you lived so fast
and died so young
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So don't push me,
cause I'm close to the edge
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Em
Em
I'm trying not to lose my head
Ha ha ha ha ha
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I
keep from going under
Ha ha ha ha ha ha
Em
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I
keep from going under
Ha ha ha ha ha ha
Yo
Mel, you see that girl there?
Yeah, man
Yo, that sound like cowboy, man
What's up, fool?
Yo, what's up, buddy? Yo
Hey, where's Quill and Raheem at?
We lay upstairs, cool it out.
So what's up for tonight, 'all?
Yo, we can go down to the fever,
man.
We'll check out you, brother, man.
Hey, yo, you know that girl Betty?
Yeah, man.
My mom's got broads, man.
What? Yeah, man.
She got hurt.
What is this happening?
What's going Freeze.
Don't nobody move nothing.
Y 'all know what this is.
Get him up.
Get him up.
Oh, man, we down with
Right there, man.
The Flash and the Fever.
I don't know what he's heading.
Gang? No, man. Just shut up.
Hey, shut up.
I don't want hear your mouth.
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Em
You
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