****(Jungle Law)

Deep down in the city 'neath the concrete trees



Some signifying hack was scratching backs for fleas



Putting on their bad mouths on poor little me



Spreading ugly [Incomprehensible] like it's some horrible disease



He said that I said what I never did said



But I said that it's rare that it's over your head



Ask me a question, then print a lie



I cancelled all appointments having vowed that he will die



So I went to find the source of this malicious dirt



Having re-read the words and washed the blood from my shirt



When I found him he was sitting high up in a tree



With one dirty finger on a typewriter key



Sky is gray and the grass unseen



And you're the dumbest **** this city's ever seen



He was laughing, shaking, high up in a tree



But then he lost his balance and he fell down on his knees



So I leapt on that mother, my anger to appease



When I grabbed him by the throat, he said, "Oh, spare me please"



Sure as gullible as my name, I let him go back to the trees



And straight away the poisons flowing freely from the keys



The sky is gray and the grass unseen



And he's still the dumbest **** this concrete jungle's ever seen



That mother he was laughing, bathing in the heat



But then he slipped again and landed in the street



Deep down in the city 'neath the concrete trees



Nobody's seen that mother high in the fleas



But there's a new one in the obituaries



And it shows four stars where the name oughta be