| Outside my window there’s a
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| Whole lot of trouble comin'
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| The cartoon killers and the
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| Rag cover clones
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| Stack heels kickin' rhythm
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| Of social circumcision
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| Can’t close the closet on
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| Shoe box full of bones
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| Kangaroo lady with her bourbon in a pouch
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| Can’t afford the rental on a bamboo couch
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| Collecting back her favors 'cause her well is running dry
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| I know her act is terminal, But she ain’t gonna die
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| Slim intoxicado drinkin' dime store hooch
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| Is always in a circle with his part-time pooch
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| Little creepy’s playing dollies in the New York rain
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| Thinkin' Bowie’s just a knife. |
| Ooh the pain
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| I ain’t seen the sun since I don’t know when
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| The freaks come out at nine and it’s twenty to ten
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| What’s this funk
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| That you call junk
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| To me it’s just monkey business
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| Blind man in the box that will probably die
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| The village kids laugh as they walk by
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| A psycho is on the edge of this human garbage dump
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| And the vultures in the sewers are telling him to jump
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| Into the fire from the frying pan
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| Tripping on his tounge
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| For a cool place to stand
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| Where’s this shade
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| That you’ve got it made
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| To me it’s just monkey business
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| Monkey business
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| Slippin' on the track
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| Monkey business
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| Jungle in black
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| Ain’t your business if I got
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| No monkey on my back
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| Monkey business
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| Slippin' on the track
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| Monkey business
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| Jungle in black
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| Ain’t your business if I got
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| Monkey’s on my back
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| With a purposeful grimace and a terrible sound
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| He pulls the spitting high tension wires down
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| Helpless people on a subway train
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| Scream bug-eyed as he looks in on them
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| He picks up a bus and he throws it back down
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| As he wades through the buildings toward the center of town
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| Oh no, they say hes got to go
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| Go go godzilla, yeah
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| Oh no, there goes tokyo
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| Go go godzilla, yeah
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| Rinji news o moshiagemasu!
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| Rinji news o moshiagemasu!
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| Godzilla ga ginza hoomen e mukatte imasu!
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| Daishkyu hinan shite kudasai!
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| Daishkyu hinan shite kudasai!
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| Oh no, they say hes got to go
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| Go go godzilla, yeah
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| Oh no, there goes tokyo
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| Go go godzilla, yeah
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| History shows again and again
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| How nature points up the folly of men
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| Godzilla!
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| The vaseline gypsies and silicone souls
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| Dressed to the society
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| Hypocrite heartbeat and cheap alibis
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| Can’t get you by that monkey |