The Message (Paul Nice 'Satisfied' Remix) Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Intro 1]
[Em]

[Verse 1]
[Em]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 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
I'm King Kong standing on my back,
can't stop to turn around
Broke my sacroiliac,
a [Bm]mid -range m[Em]i graine,
cancer membrane
Sometimes I think I'm going insane,
I swear I might hijack a plane
[Bm]Don't push [Em]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 [Bm]smiling on [Em]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
The [Bm]places you [Em]play and where you stay
Looks like one great big alleyway
You'll ad[Bm]mire all the num
[Em]ber 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.
Smugglers, scramblers,
burglars, gamblers,
Pickpocket 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 around like your
pretty boy Floyd.
Turned stick -up kid,
but look what you done did,
Got sent up for a eight -year bid.
Now your manhood 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 found
hunk dead in a cell
But now your eyes sing the sad,
sad song
Of how you lived so fast
and died so [Em]young
So [Bm]don't push [Em]me cause
I'm close to the edge
[Bm]I'm tryi[Em]ng not to lose m[Em]y head
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder
how I keep from going under
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, [Em]ha
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder
how I keep from going under
Ha, ha, ha, [Em]ha, ha, ha

[Outro 1]
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