100 Monkeys The Monkey Song
wish I was a monkey
I’d sleep in the trees
I’d do my best to imitate the man
Who does his best not to imitate me
You know I’d have thumbs just like a man
But none of the obligations
Yeah everything I’m tied to now would be gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone
I’d like to be a monkey
Be monkeys with you
‘Cause I’m a monkey by myself
With a lot of shit to do
I’d like to be a monkey
Be monkeys with you
‘Cause I’m a monkey by myself
I’m in trouble with my family
I’m in trouble with the law
I’m in trouble financially
I guess you could say I get in trouble a lot
I’ve dance frantically in passion
I’ve lain motionless in apathy
But all I wanna do is swing in a tree
Away from the agony of love and sex and drugs X3
And all the lack there-ofs
I’d like to be a monkey
Be monkeys with you
‘Cause I’m a monkey by myself
With a lot of shit to do
I’d like to be a monkey
Be monkeys with you
‘Cause I’m a monkey by myself
Now If I was a monkey I’d be very very funky
An abundance of bananas
Monkey bitches and the skunky
Big red eyes and a big red ass
Chilling in my monkey bungalow made of sticks and grass
The monkey life is the life for me
Not a pirate or an MC
MC spidermonkey
The fly white honky
The king of the jungle
The pimp in the palm trees
Dipping Sipping on coconut wine
Blinging out my rings
Busting out my rhymes
Cruising in my pint sized Escalade
Smoking Philly blunts in the shade
This monkey’s got it made X3
