Monkey Song Testo

the fight's not over, thanks for reminding me
grind the teeth, jagged stories of how things should be
now i count on things that come with the spring
i fought myself 'til i was sore
zero-one-zero-one-zero
poor excuse for petty theft
our figures don't match, i'm a line pointing down
small numbers and hand-outs
though no demons inside
just a couple of stinky monkees with cadillacs
roaming in the jelly of the beast
thumbs up, hats off, a pat in the back
i'm alive and well, though our figures don't match...