| Swung my way through the jungle naked, life is fun and games
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| My shit’s bananas I’m a fucking ape
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| I’m fierce like a mandrill I sit in the treetops throwing down handfuls of shit
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| Young Caesar, stop with the buffoonery, let my brothers free from the zoo
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| I’ve got twenty ape bitches eating fleas off me too
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| One for me one for you, monkey see monkey do
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| No little bit of conscience I get it done even if it’s wrong
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| I kill their young and little ones and Diddy Kongs
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| I’m at war with anybody that walks in my territory
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| Got the shrewdness to jack tourists
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| Swinging in, silverback glistening, strong enough to rip a chimp limb from limb
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| Living in this jungle it ain’t safe at all
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| If I slip I hope the branches break my fall
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| And your bitch hears my mating call
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| She’s in the palm of my hand, I’m King Kong, ape instincts I do this shit like
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| it’s easy
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| Monkey business, if they’re fucking with us then I’ll hang ‘em off the edge of
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| a cliff like Raffiki
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| Man makes fire I’m a Neanderthal
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| We have evolved, team standing tall
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| Walking upright, known amongst the local bums in the frozen tundra
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| As noble hunter-gatherers, hungry scavengers
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| Caveman, I put a deer in a leglock
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| Might chuck a spear at your headtop
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| Troglodyte, uncolonised
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| Forest life, prehistoric type
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| Stalk on prey and feed on 'em like
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| Primates that had to live in the ice age
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| Woolly mammoth fur-jacket swagging back to my cave
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| Dragging my concussed wife by the ponytail, rain snow or hail I’m built to
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| survive
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| Trying to put up with this weather whether rubbing sticks together or lightning
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| strikes I’m in my sabretooth-tiger-print robe looking like a king
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| In the digital age
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| Where everything that’s difficult’s made simple and plain
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| And we don’t have to think with our brains
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| Modern man, cock in hand
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| Posing on the Gram just for the bants
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| 'Til the robots and holograms kill us all
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| Evolution’s hit a wall
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| Destined to self-destruct
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| Too dumb to tell we’re fucked
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| Hate held us back with less humanity
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| Judging race, gender, class and sexuality
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| We may have set a trap you’ll never have to see
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| Just leave your grand kids annoyed
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| And disappointed that the planet’s destroyed
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| But if we can’t function and he can’t
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| Tell Trump to push the restart button
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| Have another big bang
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| Could send us into extinction
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| I’m pondering at my pathetic existence
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| Unstable, stressed, fame-obsessed
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| Lame depressed, waste of flesh ape descendants, unafraid of death
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| Kids growing up quick only just to drink, smoke and fuck and have kid’s growing
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| up quick only just to drink, smoke and fuck
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| And so on and so on it goes on there’s no one that knows what to do about it |