Thursday, 22 October 2015

man monkey boy

I'm cooking breakfast
I'm making eggs
Madonna knows now
she wants to play

the book appears
in my hairy palms
Cerebellum
takes the fall

the seasons change girl
my mind is swept
whether I'm primate
looking for his bat

so we're swinging
from tree-to-tree
a man monkey boy
that's pretty much me

Man-monkey boy
whatcha doing over there?
Man-monkey boy
wanna have a beer?

No chorus here
escape in the trees
take some money
turn it into green

there was a darkness
quite there, despair
put on your shoes
you a monkey man-monkey

man monkey boy
in the store
man-monkey boy
get off the floor

he plays the cello
he plays the drums
a firm swinging life
could use a wife

no more boy
only monkey now
don't forget
play indepth
so big words come
selling to fleas
set up a camp
in the tall playboy trees

monkey beats on his chest
like all other boys at rest
in a cage below
you're down on all fours

man monkey
hide and seek
man monkey
hear the baby weep

your back is hairy
your spine is curved
make a mating call, baby
do not disturb

pick all these ants
off of the ones in front
scratch your head
lay in the bed

man monkey
ain't no sorrow
make money
lend out to borrow

licking the wounds
and there's many of them
you lick your wrists
your blood to give

man monkey
get on your feet
man-monkey
don't take defeat

man monkey man
making babies
man-monkey-man

this songs complete

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