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CRACK MONKEY
(Words and Music by Jan Mundorff)
YOUR NOSE IS PINK, AND YOU CAN'T THINK
YOUR BODY SHRINKS AND YOUR PLACE STINKS
I LOOK AT YOU AND WHAT YOU DO
IT MAKES ME WANT TO PUKE
YOUR EYES ARE RED, YOUR GOAT IS DEAD
THE LICE THAT YOU HAVE BRED HAVE FLED
THEY'D RATHER BE ON YOUR DEAD GOAT THAN ON YOUR STINKING HEAD
I KNOW WHAT YOU WANT TO BE
YOU WANT TO BE JUST LIKE ME
BUT INSTEAD YOU'LL ALWAYS BE
A CRACK MONKEY
YOU'RE ON THE FLOOR 'CAUSE YOU'RE A WHORE
YOU WANT SOME MORE BUT YOU CAN'T SCORE
YOU’RE OUT OF LUCK AND YOU WOULD FUCK
FOR JUST A LITTLE MORE
YOU'LL TURN SOME TRICKS AND SUCK SOME DICK
FOR ONE MORE HIT IT MAKES ME SICK
YOUR LUNGS THEY ITCH YOU FILTHY b***
GO GROVELING IN sh**
I KNOW WHAT YOU WANT TO BE
YOU WANT TO BE JUST LIKE ME
BUT INSTEAD YOU'LL ALWAYS BE
A CRACK MONKEY
SHE WANTED SOMETHING TO EAT, CRACKHEAD
SHE NEEDED SOMETHING TO EAT, CRACKHEAD
SHE GOT HER SOMETHING TO EAT,CRACKHEAD
SHE GOT HER SOMETHING TO EAT, CRACKHEAD
SUCKIN' AND A FUCKIN'AND A SMOKIN' ON A BIG OL' ROCK; EVERY NIGHT IN YOUR HOUSE SMELLS LIKE A BAD SOCK; DOGS GOT SO HUNGRY THEY GOT DOWN ON YOUR GOAT; BUT HEY THAT'S OK 'CAUSE YOU GOT SOME MORE TO SMOKE
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