My Monkey

My Monkey TraducidaMy Monkey 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 coo-coo And now my monkey's dead At least he looks that way, but then again don't we all? (what I make is what I am, I can't be forever) 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 coo-coo And now my monkey's dead Poor little monkey \"make you...break you...make you...break you...lookout\" (what I make is what I am, I can't be forever) We are out own wicked gods With little \"g's\" and big dicks Sadistic and constantly inflicting a slow demise I sent him to the country and I fed him on gingerbread Along came a choo choo, knocked my monkey coo-coo And now my monkey's dead The primate's scream of consonance is a reflection Of his own mind's dissonance