Grand Master Flash And The Furious Five The Message Lyrics

The Message Lyrics

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
Got no money to
move out, I guess I got no choice
Rats in the front room, roaches in the
back
Junkie's 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 I'm close to the edge
I'm trying not to
loose my head
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
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 couldn't make it on
her own

Don't push me, cause I'm close to the edge
I'm trying not to
loose my head
It's like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder
How I keep
from going under

My brother's doing fast on my mother's T.V.
Says she
watches to much, is just not healthy
All my children in the daytime, Dallas
at night
Can't even see the game or the Sugar Ray fight
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
Me on King Kong standin' on my back
Can't stop to
turn around, broke my sacroiliac
Midrange, migrained, 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
loose my head
It's like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder
How I keep
from going under

My son said daddy I don't wanna 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 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
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 for a brand new
start
I can't walk through the park, cause it's 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
seasaw

Don't push me, cause I'm close to the edge
I'm trying not to
loose my head
It's like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder
How I keep
from going under

A child was born, wih no state of mind
Blind to the
ways of mankind
Got a smile on you with these burning tooth
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
You'll admire all the
numberbook takers
Dogpitchers, pushers and the big money makers
Driving
big cars, spending twenties and tens
And you wanna grow up to be just like
them
Smuygglers, scrambles, burglars, gamblers
Pickpockets, peddlers and
even pan-handlers
You say I'm cool, I'm no fool
But then you wind up
dropping out of highschool
Now you're unemployed, all null 'n'
void
Walking around like you're pretty boy Floyd
Turned stickup kid, look
what you done did
Got send up for a eight year bid
Now your man hood is
took and you're a Maytag
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

Don't push me, cause
I'm close to the edge
I'm trying not to loose my head
It's like a jungle
sometimes, it makes me wonder
How I keep from going under