Текст (слова) песни: Graham Parker - Green Monkeys
E B In a distant street a distant beat Repeats machine gun like In a forest grows a sweet fruit Filled with poison In a clear blue sky a plane bursts into flames High above us In an office blind machines blink out data In a rush
C#m G#m A B Whatever they say they say It isn`t true what they say C#m G#m A B It didn`t come from the gays The blacks the Haitians or the whores or
CHORUS E A B E A B
Green monkeys ya ya ya yah Or green monkeys ya ya ya yah
Instrumental (then) REPEAT CHORUS (and fade)
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