Monkey In My Chair Songtext
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There is a free-floating guise
fucking the back of my head
drill holes in the sky
the color of lead
we of the great appetite
the grit and the road
tore a hole in the ass of our jeans
overfed and alone
fucking the back of my head
drill holes in the sky
the color of lead
we of the great appetite
the grit and the road
tore a hole in the ass of our jeans
overfed and alone
there is a monkey in my chair
there is a monkey in my chair
somebody turned out the lights
there is a monkey in my chair
(Thanks to stephanie beurgen for these lyrics)
there is a monkey in my chair
somebody turned out the lights
there is a monkey in my chair
(Thanks to stephanie beurgen for these lyrics)
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