Karaoké Monkey Business Skid Row

Well 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

I can't close the closet on a shoe box full of bones

Come on

Oh kangaroo lady with her bourbon in a pouch

Can't afford the rental on a bamboo couch

Collectin' back her favors 'cos her well is runnin' dry

I know her act is terminal but she ain't gonna die no

Slim Intoxicado drinkin' dime store hooch is always in a circle with his part-time pooch

Little creepy's playin' dollies in the New York rain

Thinkin' Bowie's just a knife

Woah 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

Get back

Blind man in the box that will probably die

The village kids laugh as they walk by

A psycho on the edge of this human garbage dump and the vultures in the sewers are tellin' him to jump

Into the fire from the fryin' pan

Trippin' on his tongue for a cool place to stand

Where's this shade that you've got it made

To me it's just monkey business

Slippin' on the track

Jungle in black

If I got no monkey on my back

Slippin' on the track

Jungle in black

If I got no monkey on my back

Woah

Woah

Ooh ooh

The vaseline gypsies and silicone souls

Dressed to the society

The hypocrite heartbeat and cheap alibis

Uh can't get you by that monkey

Mo-mo-mo-mo-mo-mo-monkey

Mo-monkey

Slippin' on the track

Jungle in black

If I got no monkey on my back

Slippin' on the track

Jungle in black

If I got no monkey on my back

You can't tell me

I got the business

No monkey on my back

Yeah yay cool

Monkey business 'ness

Uh business

Don't give me no business no

Ay