Monkey Songtext
von 9 Volt

Have yourself a ball
And need it all because of you
Hate yourself for being true
A monkey had a gun
And blew his head off in a rush
I remember not a thing of that, it′s true

She came running, blisters on her feet
She came running, no one is that clean


And make yourself a smile
And bite it off and then you'll chew
You suck your gut in and just smile
And screw your mind all up
And take a dive into the mud
And face the ground and then you′ll chew, too

She came running, blisters on her feet
She came running, no one is that clean

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

And wish upon a star
And how the hell did I get here?
Hate yourself for being queer, yeah

She came running, blisters on her feet
She came running, no one is that clean
She came running
She came running
She came running, no one is that clean