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I've got my monkeys tied to balloons,
I'll let them off, you'll see them soon,
They'll float above your forward eyes,
And try and hit you with their poo-pies,
So let's all race to the top of the hill,
Cus we've got lots of time to fill.
What's that floating in the sky?
Sh*t my monkey's gonna die!
There's a plane flying hellish low,
Get up there now and don't be slow!
And I'll race up to the top of the hill,
My monkeys I not want to kill.
Catch the falling monkeys quick!
This monkey holocaust's making me sick!
Good Christ there's one caught in the wings,
Can't the pilot see these things?
Watch me race to the top of the hill,
Catch the falling monkeys still.
The bast**d got my monkeys down,
The bast**d's gone and stole my crown,
My monkeys lie all dead or dying,
But I'll bring em back or I'll die trying,
Cause I'll race back to the top of the hill,
I've gotta escape the window-sill,
Let's go back to the top of the hill,
Before there's no time left to kill.
I'll let them off, you'll see them soon,
They'll float above your forward eyes,
And try and hit you with their poo-pies,
So let's all race to the top of the hill,
Cus we've got lots of time to fill.
What's that floating in the sky?
Sh*t my monkey's gonna die!
There's a plane flying hellish low,
Get up there now and don't be slow!
And I'll race up to the top of the hill,
My monkeys I not want to kill.
Catch the falling monkeys quick!
This monkey holocaust's making me sick!
Good Christ there's one caught in the wings,
Can't the pilot see these things?
Watch me race to the top of the hill,
Catch the falling monkeys still.
The bast**d got my monkeys down,
The bast**d's gone and stole my crown,
My monkeys lie all dead or dying,
But I'll bring em back or I'll die trying,
Cause I'll race back to the top of the hill,
I've gotta escape the window-sill,
Let's go back to the top of the hill,
Before there's no time left to kill.
To quote the Pixies: "This monkeys gone to heaven, this monkeys gone to heaven".
Such Ape Atrocity makes me cry.
Gorrila Genocide is equally upsetting.
Such Ape Atrocity makes me cry.
Gorrila Genocide is equally upsetting.
I'm holding out for Ferret Maiming and Ant Amputation.
Next it'll be Sparrow Massacre!
*grins*
Swearing suited the style of this. Just seemed so very funky in my mind.
Swearing suited the style of this. Just seemed so very funky in my mind.
Heh, nice. Swearing for emphasis eh? :0)
We're in a very singy/poemy mood lately aren't we Grixy.
We're in a very singy/poemy mood lately aren't we Grixy.
I've got my monkeys tied to balloons,
I'll let them off, you'll see them soon,
They'll float above your forward eyes,
And try and hit you with their poo-pies,
So let's all race to the top of the hill,
Cus we've got lots of time to fill.
What's that floating in the sky?
Sh*t my monkey's gonna die!
There's a plane flying hellish low,
Get up there now and don't be slow!
And I'll race up to the top of the hill,
My monkeys I not want to kill.
Catch the falling monkeys quick!
This monkey holocaust's making me sick!
Good Christ there's one caught in the wings,
Can't the pilot see these things?
Watch me race to the top of the hill,
Catch the falling monkeys still.
The bast**d got my monkeys down,
The bast**d's gone and stole my crown,
My monkeys lie all dead or dying,
But I'll bring em back or I'll die trying,
Cause I'll race back to the top of the hill,
I've gotta escape the window-sill,
Let's go back to the top of the hill,
Before there's no time left to kill.
I'll let them off, you'll see them soon,
They'll float above your forward eyes,
And try and hit you with their poo-pies,
So let's all race to the top of the hill,
Cus we've got lots of time to fill.
What's that floating in the sky?
Sh*t my monkey's gonna die!
There's a plane flying hellish low,
Get up there now and don't be slow!
And I'll race up to the top of the hill,
My monkeys I not want to kill.
Catch the falling monkeys quick!
This monkey holocaust's making me sick!
Good Christ there's one caught in the wings,
Can't the pilot see these things?
Watch me race to the top of the hill,
Catch the falling monkeys still.
The bast**d got my monkeys down,
The bast**d's gone and stole my crown,
My monkeys lie all dead or dying,
But I'll bring em back or I'll die trying,
Cause I'll race back to the top of the hill,
I've gotta escape the window-sill,
Let's go back to the top of the hill,
Before there's no time left to kill.