I've got a monkey and the monkey's got a brain the brain's got a killer and the killer's got a chain the chain's got a locker and the locker's got a key I fuck the monkey and the monkey's fucking me I've got a flower that has turned into a gun the gun's got a bullet and the bullet's gotta run and talking 'bout the roots they're nowhere to be found no seeds were planted here, no flower left the ground I've got an angel and the angel's got a heart the heart's got a lover and the lover's in the dark the dark's just a joke and is begging for a laugh I've got an angel and the angel's got a heart