I'm a fleabit peanut monkey And all my friends are junkies That's not really true
I'm a cold Italian pizza I could use a lemon squeezer What you do?
But I've been bit and I've been tossed around By every she-rat in this town Have you babe?
But I am just a monkey man I'm glad you are a monkey woman too
I was bitten by a boar I was gouged and I was gored But I pulled on through
Yeah, I'm a sack of broken eggs I always have an unmade bed Don't you?
Well I hope we're not too messianic Or a trifle too satanic But we love to play the blues