Youre living in a small town
The people there are cold
Just living in a small town
Just doing as youre told
You move up to the jungle
You find that its a hell
When you slip, you fall, you stumble
They lock you in a cell
Hey you, youve got it made
Hey you, youve got it made
Hey you, youve got it made
Hey you, all your friends told you in your small town
Hey you, youve got it made
Just living in your home town
Sometimes its kinda cruel
Living in your home town
Where they treat you like a fool
You move up to the city
You find that its tough
And it doesnt seem very pretty
Now youre sleeping in the rough
Hey you, youve got it made
Hey you, youve got it made
Hey you
Youve got it made
Hey you
Youre heading for the big time
Hey you, youve got it made
Youre headed for a life of crime
Living in this jungle
Its like living in a hell
When you slip, you fall, you stumble
They lock you in a cell
You move out to the country
For something you have done
Youre living in the country
Why dont you go back to where you come from?
Hey you, youve got it made
Hey you, youve got it made
Hey you, youve got it made
Hey you, youve got it made
Hey you, youve got it made
Forget all these backslappers
You dont stand a chance
Why dont you go home?
Go right back to where you come from
Dont get involved in this masquerade
This big city is going to eat you up
All the backslapping
Hey you, youve got it made