The Message
Stiff Little Fingers Lyrics


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Broken glass everywhere
People pissing on the station
Y'know they just don't care
I can't take the smell
I can't take the noise
I got no money to move out
I guess I got no choice
Rats in the front room
Roaches in the back
Junkies in the alley with a baseball bat
I tries to get away but I couldn't get far
Cos a man with a truncheon re-possessed my car

Chorus:
Don't push me cos 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

My son said: "Daddy, I don't wanna go to school
Cos the teacher's a jerk, he must think I'm a fool
And all the kids smoke reefer I think it'd be cheaper
If I just got a job learned to be a street sweeper
I'll dance to the beat, shuffle my feet wear a shirt and tie
And run with the creeps"
Cos it's all about money ain't a damn thing funny
You got to have a car in this land of milk and honey
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 grow in the ghetto living second rate
And your eyes will see a song of deep hate
The places you play and where you stay
Looks like one great big alleyway

You'll admire all the number book takers
The pimps the pushers and the big money makers
Driving great big cars spending twenties and tens
And you want to grow up to be just like them
Smugglers scramblers burglars gamblers
Pickpocket pedlars even panhandlers
You say I'm cool I'm no fool
But then you end up dropping right outa school

Now you're unemployed null and void
Walking round like you're Pretty Boy Floyd
Turn stick up kid look what you done did
Got sent up for an eight year bid




Being used and abused to serve like hell
Till one day you was found hung dead in the cell

Overall Meaning

The Message, by Stiff Little Fingers, is a raw and honest commentary on the struggles of living in the inner city. The lyrics express frustration with the urban decay, the lack of opportunities, and the inevitability of getting caught up in a cycle of poverty, crime, and violence. The verses paint a bleak picture of broken glass, people urinating on the streets, rats, roaches, and junkies wielding weapons who make it impossible to escape. Despite the hardships, the singer tries to resist succumbing to the madness and the pressures of the environment, but the chorus shows that he is barely holding on. The lyrics of the chorus surge with a powerful list of the experiences that push him toward the brink: "It's like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder how I keep from going under." The final verse depicts the heartbreaking realities of a father trying to protect his son from the same fate by sending him to school, only to find out that education is not the solution, and that the only way to survive is to aspire to become like those who are exploiting the system. The lyrics of The Message express the exhaustion and despair of those who are caught in the struggle of the inner city, and their desperate need for change.


Line by Line Meaning

Broken glass everywhere
The environment is littered with broken glass and other debris, indicating a lack of upkeep and care.


People pissing on the station
People are urinating in public spaces without fear of consequence, disrespecting both the space itself and those around them.


Y'know they just don't care
Those responsible for maintaining public spaces seem to have given up on doing so, resulting in an unsanitary and unpleasant environment.


I can't take the smell
The stench created by the unclean and uncared-for surroundings is physically intolerable.


I can't take the noise
The noise of the city is overwhelming and distressing, adding to the overwhelming atmosphere of chaos and disorder.


I got no money to move out
The singer is unable to escape their environment due to a lack of financial resources.


I guess I got no choice
The singer feels trapped and helpless, with no power to improve their situation.


Rats in the front room
The artist's home is infested with vermin, further contributing to an unpleasant and unsanitary living situation.


Roaches in the back
The presence of cockroaches suggests a lack of cleanliness and sanitation, and further highlights the unpleasantness of the artist's environment.


Junkies in the alley with a baseball bat
Drug users and dealers are present in the artist's neighborhood, and their potential for violence is a constant source of fear.


I tries to get away but I couldn't get far
The singer has attempted to leave their situation, but has encountered obstacles that make it impossible to do so.


Cos a man with a truncheon re-possessed my car
The artist's recent attempt to escape was thwarted by the repossession of their vehicle by an authority figure wielding a club.


Don't push me cos I'm close to the edge
The singer is at their breaking point and feels vulnerable.


I'm trying not to lose my head
The singer is doing their best to stay calm and maintain emotional stability.


It's like a jungle sometimes
The city is chaotic and dangerous, with residents struggling to survive just like in a wild animal habitat.


It makes me wonder how I keep from going under
The artist is amazed that they have managed to continue living in such a situation without giving up or losing their mind.


My son said: "Daddy, I don't wanna go to school
The artist's child is expressing frustration and hopelessness with the school system.


Cos the teacher's a jerk, he must think I'm a fool
The child feels disrespected and undervalued by their teacher's behavior and assumes it is because they are seen as inferior.


And all the kids smoke reefer I think it'd be cheaper
The child is exposed to recreational drug use and sees no value in continuing their education when they could make money in the drug trade.


If I just got a job learned to be a street sweeper
The child is contemplating dropping out of school to pursue a low-paying job that will likely not improve their financial situation.


I'll dance to the beat, shuffle my feet wear a shirt and tie
The child imagines putting on a false persona in order to be accepted by others.


And run with the creeps"
The child envisions joining illicit groups in order to make money and get ahead.


Cos it's all about money ain't a damn thing funny
Money is the most important factor in this world, and it is not a laughing matter.


You got to have a car in this land of milk and honey
Owning a car is essential for survival in a society that prioritizes wealth and material possessions.


A child is born with no state of mind
Babies are not born with preconceived ideas or opinions - their environment shapes their perceptions and attitudes.


Blind to the ways of mankind
Newborns are ignorant to the social structures and customs of the world they have just entered.


God is smiling on you but he's frowning too
The idea of divine intervention is both positive and negative - while God may be helping, he is also aware of the struggle the singer will face.


Because only God knows what you'll go through
The artist acknowledges the unpredictable and difficult path their life may take.


You'll grow in the ghetto living second rate
The artist recognizes the social and economic limitations imposed on them in their upbringing.


And your eyes will see a song of deep hate
The singer has internalized feelings of anger and resentment, a byproduct of their environment and upbringing.


The places you play and where you stay
The environment shapes one's experience and influences their development.


Looks like one great big alleyway
The artist's neighborhood is rundown and uninviting, with little differentiation between public spaces and residential areas.


You'll admire all the number book takers
The artist will be exposed to criminal activity, and may feel admiration or envy towards those involved in lucrative illegal enterprises.


The pimps the pushers and the big money makers
The artist will encounter those who profit from the exploitation of others, selling drugs or sex acts for profit.


Driving great big cars spending twenties and tens
Those who profit from illegal activities are unafraid to flaunt their wealth, even in overtly visible ways.


And you want to grow up to be just like them
The artist imagines aspiring to the wealth and power of those involved in illegal enterprises, without understanding the dangers and risks involved.


Smugglers scramblers burglars gamblers
The singer will come into contact with those who engage in risky and potentially dangerous activities in order to gain power and money.


Pickpocket pedlars even panhandlers
The singer will see, interact with, and may even become one of those on the fringes of society, living on little to nothing.


You say I'm cool I'm no fool
The singer holds their own in the face of scrutiny, not easily swayed by outside opinion.


But then you end up dropping right outa school
Despite their initial confidence, the pressures and challenges of life may lead the artist to abandon their education.


Now you're unemployed null and void
The artist is unable to find a job, and as a result, feels empty and worthless.


Walking round like you're Pretty Boy Floyd
The singer feels shameless and without fear, like the notorious criminal of the same name.


Turn stick up kid look what you done did
The singer has become involved in illegal activities and may feel proud of their accomplishments or ashamed of their actions.


Got sent up for an eight year bid
The artist was arrested and sentenced to a lengthy prison term due to their involvement in illegal activities.


Being used and abused to serve like hell
The artist is being exploited and mistreated by those who have power over them, potentially within the prison system.


Till one day you was found hung dead in the cell
The artist knows someone who died while in prison, possibly at their own hands or the hands of the corrupt system.




Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: PAUL DAVID HUMPHREYS, ANDREW MC CLUSKEY

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