Текст (слова) песни: Marilyn Manson - My Monkey (original)
My Monkey The World of Madness is a lot Bigger than the World of Sane
I had a little monkey I sent him to the country and I fed him on gingerbread Along came a choo choo Knocked my monkey koo koo And now my monkey`s dead At least he looks that way But then again don`t we all
I`m the Pope, I`m ten times the pope, I`m a fifty times the Pope But I`m the Pope in the hills and in the mountains
I had a little monkey I sent him to the country and I fed him on gingerbread Along came a choo choo Knocked my monkey koo koo And now my monkey`s dead... Yeah he`s dead... Poor little monkey
Lying down, on the ground, with his head stuffed under his arms My monkey my monkey my monkey bought the farm
I play music, people are affected by the music I play That doesn`t mean I direct the traffic That I put a knife in somebody`s hand Tell them to go kill somebody...
We are our own wicked gods With little g`s and big dicks Sadistic and constantly inflicting a slow demise
heh heh yeah...
I had a little monkey I sent him to the country and I fed him on gingerbread Along came a choo choo Knocked my monkey koo koo And now my monkey`s dead Dead...dead my monkeys dead he`s dead Now why why...
I had a little monkey I sent him to the country and I fed him on gingerbread Along came a choo choo Knocked my monkey koo koo And now my monkey`s dead
The primates scream of consonance is a reflection of his own minds dissonance
Redrum!
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