(Rachel Bolan/Snake)



Outside my window there's a

Whole lot of trouble comin'

The cartoon killers and the

Rag cover clones

Stack heals kickin' rhythm

Of social circumcision

Can't close the closet on a

Shoe box full of bones



Kangaroo lady with her bourbon in a pouch

Can't afford the rental on a bamboo couch

Collecting back her favors 'cause her well is running dry

I know her act is terminal,

But she ain't gonna die



Slim Intoxicado drinkin' dime store hooch

Is always in a circle with his part-time pooch

Little creepy's playing dollies on the New York rain

Thinkin' Bowie's just a knife

Ooh the pain



I ain't seen the sun since I don't know when

The freaks come out at nine

And it's twenty to ten

What's this funk

That you ucall junk

To me it's just monkey business



Blind man in the box that will probably die

The village kids laugh as they waalk by

A psycho is on the edge of this human garbage dump

And the vultures in the sewers are telling

Him to jump



Into the fire from the frying pan

Tripping on his tongue

For a cool place to stand

Where's this shaade

That you've got it made

To me it's just monkey business



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Monkey business

Slippin' on the track

Monkey business

Jungle in black

Ain't your business if I got

No monkey on my back



CHORUS



The Vaseline gypsies and the silicone souls

Dressed to the society

Hypocrite heartbeat and cheap alibis

Can't get you by that monkey



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