"My Monkey" lyrics
"My Monkey"
Why are the children doing what they're doing? Why does a child reach up and kill his mom and dad and murder his two little sisters and then cut his throat?
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
Then again, don't we all?
What I make is what I am
I can't be forever
Raise up children, kill your moms and dads?
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"
"Make you, break you, make you, look out"
What I make is what I am
I can't live forever
We are our own wicked gods
With little "g's" and big dicks
Sadistic, constantly inflicting a slow demise
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
Raise up children, kill your moms and dads?
I had a little monkey, I sent him to the country
My monkey, my monkey
My monkey, my monkey
My monkey [?]
Where nothing is real but the medication and the and then they cut their wrists and write "I love you God" all over the walls and hang themselves on the ventilators
Writer(s): Brian Hugh Warner, Scott Putesky
- AZLyrics
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- Marilyn Manson Lyrics
demo: "The Beaver Meat Cleaver Beat" (1990)
album:
"Portrait Of An American Family" (1994)
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