Текст песни UTOPIA - Junk Rock (Million Monkeys)
UTOPIA - Junk Rock (Million Monkeys) слова песни
Текст песни UTOPIA - Junk Rock (Million Monkeys)
Can't be late, can't be late for work againThe boys can't wait, the boys can't wait to get started againMy name is music, I see that the music gets doneMy name is music, I see that the music gets doneAnd the apes can't wait to get started againLook over there, the monkey on a chairHe thinks he's as smart as a computer chip,( )But he hasn't figured out how to work his mouthShorty by the door, beating on the floor,You better not mess with the little thingHe's a real nice guy 'til you get him riled upCan't complain, can't complain about working with themMy name is music, I see that the music gets doneMy name is music, I see that the music gets doneThey go insane, we give them drugs and they're normal againThere's a pretty face, the monkey plunkin' bassAll the lady monkeys wanna jump his monkey bones,