Chords for The Message - Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five [LYRICS]

Tempo:
102.9 bpm
Chords used:

Abm

Eb

Ab

B

Bb

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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The Message - Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five [LYRICS] chords
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[Abm]
It's like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder how I keep from going in.
It's like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder how I keep from going in.
[B]
[Eb] [Abm] Broken glass everywhere, people pissing 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 back room, roses in the back, junkies in the alley with the baseball bat.
I tried to get away but I couldn't get far, cause a man with a gun should repossess my car.
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 in.
[Eb] Standing [Abm] on the front stoop, hanging out the window, watching all the cars go by, roaring as the music blows.
Crazy lady living in a bag, eating out of bottles, used to be a fag, had accepted [Ab] that's the angle.
Feeling like a dingo, was sitting on a bridge, just seemed [Eb] to lost her senses.
Down at [Abm] the food show, wiping all her teeth, so she could tell a story, took the girls back home.
She went to [Ab] the city and got so-so, so diddy, she had to get a pitch, she couldn't make it on [Eb] her own.
Don't [Abm] 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 in.
It's like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder how I keep from going under.
Her brother's doing bad for my mother's TV, says she's watching 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 play.
The bill collectors, they ring my phone and scare my wife when I'm not home.
Got a prompt education, double digits, inflation can take the train to the job, there's a strike at the station.
I'm on King Kong, standing on my back, can't stop and turn around.
Broke my sacroiliac, mid [Ab]-range migraine, cancer, 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.
[Bb] It's like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder how I keep from [Abm] going under.
It's like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder how I keep from going under.
[B]
My son [Abm] 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 call me a hoover.
I think it'd be cheaper if I just got a job, learned to be a street sweeper.
Dance to the beat, shuffle for my feet, wear a shirt and tie, and run with [Eb] the crew.
Cause it's all about [Ab] money, ain't a damn thing funny.
You got to have a clown in this land of milk [Eb] and honey.
The person, that [Abm] girl in front of the train, [Eb] took her to the doctor, so the arm on the game.
Stabbed that [Abm] 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 at the park.
I keep my hat on my gut, cause they got me on the run.
I feel like an outlaw, broke my last ass jaw.
Hear them say, you want some more?
Living on a seesaw.
Don't push me, cause I'm close to the edge.
I'm trying [Ab] not to lose my [Eb] head.
You see what?
It's like [Abm] a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder how I keep from [Ebm] going under.
It's like a jungle [A] sometimes, it makes me wonder how I keep from [Abm] going under.
It's like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder how I keep from going under.
It's like a jungle [Bb] sometimes, it makes me wonder how I keep from [Abm] 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 you'll go through.
You'll go in the ghetto, living second rate, and your eyes will see a song of deep hate.
The place that you play at, where you stay, looks like one great big alleyway.
You'll admire all the number book takers, thug pimps [Ab] and bitches, and the big money makers.
You're dropping big cars, spending twenties and tens, and you want to grow up to be [Eb] just like them.
Smugglers, [Abm] slammers, 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 around like your pretty boy Floyd.
Turn stick up, kid, but look what you done did.
Got sent for a eight year bid.
Now your manhood is stifling, and you're a maytag spending the next two years.
As an undercover fag being used and abused, served like hell, to one day you was found hunkered 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 see the sad, sad saga, how you lived so fast and died so young.
So don't look me, cause I'm close to the edge.
I'm trying not to lose my head.
Ha ha ha ha, it's like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder how I keep from going under.
Ha ha ha ha, it's like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder how I keep from going under.
Ha ha ha [Eb] ha, ha ha ha ha.
Yo Mel, you see that girl, man?
Yeah, man.
Yo, that sound like cowboy, man.
Money?
Ow, we in this building, right?
We ain't met in a million years.
So what's [F] up for the night, y'all?
Yo, we can go down to the theater, man.
Take out June, [Ab] brother.
Hey, yo, you know that girl, Betty?
Yeah, man.
My mom got [Cm] robbed, man.
Why?
[Eb] She got hurt.
Man, freeze!
[B] Don't nobody move nothing.
Yo, what's up?
Get him up, man.
We down with [C] rap, man.
We got the flash and the freeway, so how we been, gang?
No, man.
Shut up.
I [N] don't hear your mouth.
Shut up.
So what's the problem?
It don't
[Dm] Get in the car.
Get in the car.
[Ebm] Why is he so
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Eb
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Ab
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B
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Bb
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Abm
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Eb
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It's like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder how I keep from going in. _
It's like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder how I keep from going in. _
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[Eb] _ [Abm] Broken glass everywhere, people pissing 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 back room, roses in the back, junkies in the alley with the baseball bat.
I tried to get away but I couldn't get far, cause a man with a gun should repossess my car.
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 in. _
[Eb] Standing [Abm] on the front stoop, hanging out the window, watching all the cars go by, roaring as the music blows.
Crazy lady living in a bag, eating out of bottles, used to be a fag, had accepted [Ab] that's the angle.
Feeling like a dingo, was sitting on a bridge, just seemed [Eb] to lost her senses.
Down at [Abm] the food show, wiping all her teeth, so she could tell a story, took the girls back home.
She went to [Ab] the city and got so-so, so diddy, she had to get a pitch, she couldn't make it on [Eb] her own.
Don't [Abm] 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 in. _
It's like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder how I keep from going under. _
Her brother's doing bad for my mother's TV, says she's watching 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 play.
The bill collectors, they ring my phone and scare my wife when I'm not home.
Got a prompt education, double digits, inflation can take the train to the job, there's a strike at the station.
I'm on King Kong, standing on my back, can't stop and turn around.
Broke my sacroiliac, mid [Ab]-range migraine, cancer, 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.
[Bb] It's like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder how I keep from [Abm] going under. _
It's like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder how I keep from going under.
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My son [Abm] 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 call me a hoover.
I think it'd be cheaper if I just got a job, learned to be a street sweeper.
Dance to the beat, shuffle for my feet, wear a shirt and tie, and run with [Eb] the crew.
Cause it's all about [Ab] money, ain't a damn thing funny.
You got to have a clown in this land of milk [Eb] and honey.
The person, that [Abm] girl in front of the train, [Eb] took her to the doctor, so the arm on the game.
Stabbed that [Abm] 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 at the park.
I keep my hat on my gut, cause they got me on the run.
I feel like an outlaw, broke my last ass jaw.
Hear them say, you want some more?
Living on a seesaw.
Don't push me, cause I'm close to the edge.
I'm trying [Ab] not to lose my [Eb] head.
You see what?
It's like [Abm] a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder how I keep from [Ebm] going under. _
It's like a jungle [A] sometimes, it makes me wonder how I keep from [Abm] going under. _
It's like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder how I keep from going under. _
It's like a jungle [Bb] sometimes, it makes me wonder how I keep from [Abm] 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 you'll go through.
You'll go in the ghetto, living second rate, and your eyes will see a song of deep hate.
The place that you play at, where you stay, looks like one great big alleyway.
You'll admire all the number book takers, thug pimps [Ab] and bitches, and the big money makers.
You're dropping big cars, spending twenties and tens, and you want to grow up to be [Eb] just like them.
Smugglers, [Abm] slammers, 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 around like your pretty boy Floyd.
Turn stick up, kid, but look what you done did.
Got sent for a eight year bid.
Now your manhood is stifling, and you're a maytag spending the next two years.
As an undercover fag being used and abused, served like hell, to one day you was found hunkered 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 see the sad, sad saga, how you lived so fast and died so young.
So don't look me, cause I'm close to the edge.
I'm trying not to lose my head.
Ha ha ha ha, it's like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder how I keep from going under.
Ha ha ha ha, it's like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder how I keep from going under.
Ha ha ha [Eb] ha, ha ha ha ha.
Yo Mel, you see that girl, man?
Yeah, man.
Yo, that sound like cowboy, man.
_ Money?
Ow, we in this building, right?
We ain't met in a million years.
So what's [F] up for the night, y'all?
Yo, we can go down to the theater, man.
Take out June, [Ab] brother.
Hey, yo, you know that girl, Betty?
Yeah, man.
My mom got [Cm] robbed, man.
Why?
[Eb] She got hurt.
Man, freeze!
[B] Don't nobody move nothing.
Yo, what's up?
Get him up, man.
We down with [C] rap, man.
We got the flash and the freeway, so how we been, gang?
No, man.
Shut up.
I [N] don't hear your mouth.
Shut up.
So what's the problem?
It don't_ _
_ _ [Dm] Get in the car.
Get in the car.
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