Marilyn Manson - My Monkey (original) lyrics

My Monkey

The World of Madness is a lot Bigger than the World of Sane

I had a little monkey

I sent him to the country and I fed him on gingerbread

Along came a choo choo

Knocked my monkey koo koo

And now my monkey's dead

At least he looks that way

But then again don't we all

I'm the Pope, I'm ten times the pope, I'm a fifty times the Pope

But I'm the Pope in the hills and in the mountains

I had a little monkey

I sent him to the country and I fed him on gingerbread

Along came a choo choo

Knocked my monkey koo koo

And now my monkey's dead...

Yeah he's dead...

Poor little monkey

Lying down, on the ground, with his head stuffed under his arms

My monkey my monkey my monkey bought the farm

I play music, people are affected by the music I play

That doesn't mean I direct the traffic

That I put a knife in somebody's hand

Tell them to go kill somebody...

We are our own wicked gods

With little g's and big dicks

Sadistic and constantly inflicting a slow demise

heh heh yeah...

I had a little monkey

I sent him to the country and I fed him on gingerbread

Along came a choo choo

Knocked my monkey koo koo

And now my monkey's dead

Dead...dead my monkeys dead he's dead

Now why why...

I had a little monkey

I sent him to the country and I fed him on gingerbread

Along came a choo choo

Knocked my monkey koo koo

And now my monkey's dead

The primates scream of consonance is a reflection of his own minds dissonance

Redrum!