My Monkey The World of Madness is a lot Bigger than the World of Sane I had a little monkey I sent him to the country and I fed him on gingerbread Along came a choo choo Knocked my monkey koo koo And now my monkey's dead At least he looks that way But then again don't we all I'm the Pope, I'm ten times the pope, I'm a fifty times the Pope But I'm the Pope in the hills and in the mountains I had a little monkey I sent him to the country and I fed him on gingerbread Along came a choo choo Knocked my monkey koo koo And now my monkey's dead... Yeah he's dead... Poor little monkey Lying down, on the ground, with his head stuffed under his arms My monkey my monkey my monkey bought the farm I play music, people are affected by the music I play That doesn't mean I direct the traffic That I put a knife in somebody's hand Tell them to go kill somebody... We are our own wicked gods With little g's and big dicks Sadistic and constantly inflicting a slow demise heh heh yeah... I had a little monkey I sent him to the country and I fed him on gingerbread Along came a choo choo Knocked my monkey koo koo And now my monkey's dead Dead...dead my monkeys dead he's dead Now why why... I had a little monkey I sent him to the country and I fed him on gingerbread Along came a choo choo Knocked my monkey koo koo And now my monkey's dead The primates scream of consonance is a reflection of his own minds dissonance Redrum!
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