The Roomates - Dead Monkeys текст песни

Well, Jason's looking around his apartment to find some subject matter to sing about
Jason, did you find anything?

I'm at a loss for words
I don't know what to sing about
Tired of singing 'bout sauerkraut
And I don't know what to sing about right now

Well, what about a cow or a hippopotamus
Or a giraffe or an albino elephant?
How about a car?
Or a thousand shooting stars?
Or a big brown bear that sat on a
Man who was just
Walking around
Minding his own business on 13th and O Street?

That's a lot of good ideas, but I don't know
Which one to choose
I don't know
So many things to sing about
But I can't decide right now

Well, what about the oil industry or whale harvesting in the Pacific Ocean or maybe something about lumber?
Killing all the forests and all the dead monkeys in Brazil
In Brazil

I'll sing about the dead monkeys
That's a good topic of a song
Yeah, I hope you'll sing along

I will
Dead monkeys are my favorite subject of them all
And that's why I saved them for last

Dead monkeys on my mind
Dead monkeys in my brain
Dead monkeys on my mind
Dead monkeys driving me insane
So many dead monkeys
Lying on the floor
I'm thinking about the dead monkeys

They're so dead
So fragile
So furry
And they're dead
They're dead
They're dead
They're dead

Dead monkeys on my mind
Dead monkeys in my brain
Dead monkeys on my mind
Oh, those dead monkeys on my brain
Those dead monkeys
Dead monkeys
Dead monkeys
Dead monkeys

That song was sweet

That song was perfect

That was like the epitome of a Roomates song

I know

Singing about what you're singing about...