Monkey Business/Godzilla - Sebastian Bach

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