Death is on the midway Gambling with souls Roulette on the wire Ace is in the hole I sink beneath the feeling Moon is in my hands A crooked wheel of
Planet of the apes you're a primate Planet of the apes you're what I hate This orangutuan is a one man gang a big fat ass baboon Planet of the apes you
See the monkey peel the onion See the monkey cry He can feel his tears are flowin' But he don't know why He continues peeling faster `Til the onion is
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From L.A. to New York, London, and Moscow The monkey is screamin' He's spreading his spell The monkey be God and make you beg on your knees You'll be
Eh marara i lle llea You are about to embark on a journey You are going to visit monkeys, dolphins And people I look around and all I see are politicians
One push, you fall in Born in darkness Born in darkness An' built on shame Hurting Filled with silence Filled with silence And stars, stars, stars Find
Your face is like the moment when the sexist hero traps The slippy villain with the weasel face you don't have to speak Your expression is the truth
Here come the sidewalk boss again Telling me how I can't cave in That I'm a study in black Need a pat on the back I look up and smile, a picture of dissatisfaction
They make no sounds, They ring no bell Leaving no traces, They got no tales to tell They find no home, They make no love Casting no shadow while balancing
This is the story of the history of night From the beginnin' it has never seen the light It takes a while to never understand And holds the gift of darkness
There was a guy An under water guy who controlled the sea Got killed by ten million pounds of sludge From New York and New Jersey This monkey's gone
You can take a million of the monkeys Put 'em through a hoop You can make a packet from the rackets And boil down for soup I can hear the sound of music
Well I stopped in at the body shop said to the guy: I want stereo fm installed in my teeth and take this mole off my back and put it on my cheek. and
She loves the monkey's uncle (Yeah Yeah) She loves the monkey's uncle (Yeah Yeah) She loves the monkey's uncle (Yeah Yeah) And the monkey's uncle's ape
A long time ago, our point of view Was broadcast by Mr. Bartholomew And now the world is full of sorrow and pain And it's time for us to speak up again
Standing still now... In the convulsing crowd Like a monolith from some forgotten time Tryin' to get high Dying to embrace the world Come lay down
One monkey don't stop the show One monkey don't stop the show One monkey don't stop the show Whoa, so get on board Oh, one monkey don't stop the show