Текст песни Sage Francis - Dance Monkey, слова песни Sage Francis

Текст песни Sage Francis - Dance Monkey

Sage Francis - Dance Monkey слова песни

RightI got two left hooks, who wanna test?Well, since no one`s steppin` to meHuhTake me to your cult leaderAh Huh huhTake me to your local drug dealerYeowTake me to the man in the mirrorWhen you stand and deliverWith your hand on the triggerI`m an emotional terroristI double M-U-N-ENever make my enemy publicI`m a private dancerDancing for money(Let`s get together, let`s rock!)D-d-d-d-dance MonkeyDance you god damn MonkeyDo that thing that`s funnyDo I make you wanna laugh?I make you wanna moveI make you wanna do do do do dodoD-d-d-d-dance MonkeyDance you god damn MonkeyDo that thing that`s funnyDo I make you wanna laugh?I make you wanna moveI make you wanna (rock this motherfucker)HuhCase oneCarries a paint gunShe`s unafraid of waivin` when she`s getting her face doneHer favorite radio station`s a permanent paid vacationBurning her face in the sunShe loves repetative songs that keep playin`You know the repetative songs that keep playin`She learned all the words and she works it babyDangerously catchy and she feels it in her cervix latelyCause the rhythem is a cancerShe`s on a secret dietA private viewing disease free TV pilotShe saw the future in a group studyThey threw money in her pantsD-d-d-d-dance MonkeyDance you god damn MonkeyDo that thing that`s funnyDo I make you wanna laugh?I make you wanna moveI make you wanna do do do do dodoDance MonkeyDance you god damn MonkeyDo that thing that`s funnyDo I make you wanna laugh?I make you wanna moveI make you wanna (rock this motherfucker)Don`tLive for the momentLive for the constantDie for what`s right or get killed by your conscienceThere`s a difference between conscience, conscious, and conscientiousContrary to popular beliefYou`re none of theseThere`s plenty to feed empty mouths of the nest boundThe kept down and apes won`t be banging on their chests nowWhen pacemakers are fragileThey hate the taste of capsulesThey feed their face with PaxilFemales hate their dad stillPolice sons got mommy issues on deck at the podiumHolding tongues with the rituals more complex than NapoleanI told emIt isn`t his jobTo live in a fogI don`t have a god complex, you gotta simple godHuhTake me to your cult leaderCome on manTake me to your local drug dealerCome on manTake me to the man in the mirrorWhen you stand and deliverWith your hand on the triggerAnd a can of miller in the otherYou can`t kill me motherfuckerI got your numberYou best disconnect before I call itThe bumber sticker on your forehead`s the wrong fitWhen the bomb hits(Who`s music will you look to for shelter)When the bomb hits(Who`s music will you look to for shelter)When the bomb hits(Who`s music will you look to for shelter)Not that mine will help ya!D-d-d-d-Dance!(We`re gonna rock this motherfucker!)Fucking Francis!!!!

Sage Francis

Dance Monkey

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