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||Dec 29, 2011, 10:43
|Monkey see. Monkey do.
Monkey's got no point of view.
Captain points and he points too
Monkey's got to know his place
No future in the Master Race
Monkey spat in Captain's face
They cut his tongue out
Threw it to a doberman named Rover
He can eat a man in twenty seconds flat
Prefers a cat
In the courtyard shuffled
Deviants with gold stars
They're scarred with numbers
As guards raise their cards
Monkey see, Monkey do
Book a place in Heaven
with a 9
Under 5 and in the corner
For a session in the sauna
Naked, being born again
They're sliding down the chute
And the garden's looking fine
There's lots of water, lots of lime
And Captain spends most of his time in the deckchair
And there's weeping in the queue
And Lady Gwyneth's weeping too
Sickened, yet she voted blue
She knows it.
And night patrols are doing rounds
Now there's Tower complex, Tower Town.
Population's going down
But we're great again...
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