Lyrics Monkey Business/Godzilla - Sebastian Bach

Monkey Business/Godzilla

Outside my window there’s a
Whole lot of trouble comin'
The cartoon killers and the
Rag cover clones
Stack heels kickin' rhythm
Of social circumcision
Can’t close the closet on
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 in 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 call junk
To me it’s just monkey business
Blind man in the box that will probably die
The village kids laugh as they walk 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 tounge
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 business
Jungle in black
Ain’t your business if I got
No monkey on my back
Monkey business
Slippin' on the track
Monkey business
Jungle in black
Ain’t your business if I got
Monkey’s on my back
With a purposeful grimace and a terrible sound
He pulls the spitting high tension wires down
Helpless people on a subway train
Scream bug-eyed as he looks in on them
He picks up a bus and he throws it back down
As he wades through the buildings toward the center of town
Oh no, they say hes got to go
Go go godzilla, yeah
Oh no, there goes tokyo
Go go godzilla, yeah
Rinji news o moshiagemasu!
Rinji news o moshiagemasu!
Godzilla ga ginza hoomen e mukatte imasu!
Daishkyu hinan shite kudasai!
Daishkyu hinan shite kudasai!
Oh no, they say hes got to go
Go go godzilla, yeah
Oh no, there goes tokyo
Go go godzilla, yeah
History shows again and again
How nature points up the folly of men
Godzilla!
The vaseline gypsies and silicone souls
Dressed to the society
Hypocrite heartbeat and cheap alibis
Can’t get you by that monkey