Outside my window there's a
Whole lot of trouble comin'
The cartoon killers and the Rag cover clones
Stack heels kinkin'rythm
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 favor's cause her well is running dry
I know her act isterminal But she's ain't gonna die
Slim intoxicado drinking dimes store hooch
Is always in a cirde with his part-time pooch
Little creppy's playing dollies in the New York rain
Thinkin'Bowie's just a knife
Ohh~~~the pain I ain't seen the sun since I don't know when
The freaks come out at ine and it's tnwenty to ten
What's this funk That you call junk
To me it's just monkey business. Get Back!
Blind man in the box that will probably die
The village kids laugh as they walks by
A psycho is on thw edge of this human garbage dump
And the vultures in the sewers are telling
Him to jump into the fire from flying pan
Tripping on his tongue.
For a cool place to stand.
Where's this shade.That you've got it made.
To me it's just monkey business.
Monkey business
slippin'on the track
Monkey busibess
jungle in black
Ain't your business
if I got no monkey's on my back
Oh The vaseline gypsies and silicone souls
Dressed to the society
Hypocrite heartbeat and cheap alibis
Can't get you by that monkey
Oh~~mo mo mo monkey moneky~!!
Monkey business
slippin'on the track
Monkey business
jungle in black
Ain't your business
if I got no monkey's on my back
Monkey business
You can't talk me I got a business
The monkey on my back~~~Yeah~~~~cool!!