You´re living in a small town
The people there are cold
Just living in a small town
Just doing as you´re told
You move up to the jungle
You find that it´s a hell
When you slip, you fall, you stumble
They lock you in a cell

Hey you, you´ve got it made
Hey you, you´ve got it made
Hey you, you´ve got it made
Hey you, all your friends told you in your small town
Hey you, you´ve got it made

Just living in your home town
Sometimes it´s kinda cruel
Living in your home town
Where they treat you like a fool
You move up to the city
You find that it´s tough
And it doesn´t seem very pretty
Now you´re sleeping in the rough

Hey you, you´ve got it made
Hey you, you´ve got it made
Hey you
You´ve got it made
Hey you
You´re heading for the big time
Hey you, you´ve got it made
You´re headed for a life of crime

Living in this jungle
It´s 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
You´re living in the country
Why don´t you go back to where you come from?

Hey you, you´ve got it made
Hey you, you´ve got it made
Hey you, you´ve got it made
Hey you, you´ve got it made
Hey you, you´ve got it made

Forget all these backslappers
You don´t stand a chance
Why don´t you go home?
Go right back to where you come from
Don´t get involved in this masquerade
This big city is going to eat you up
All the backslapping
Hey you, you´ve got it made