Monkey in my Brain There's a monkey in my brain
a playin' his dilemnaic bongos
with a deep, thundering pound
and banging his illustrious cymbals
like a clang loud like milk and donuts
to a rhythm that blocks
like an eclipse of the sun
a black shield of the white light
the monkey jumps up and down
I'm playing a sport while sitting down
on my ass in a cross-legged style
cuz that's what the monkey wants
and I'm hitting the volleyball when it comes to me
but falling over when I gotta reach
and I roll in the dirt
and the monkey rolls my hair in good
I can't tell what's going on outside of me
I just let the monkey have what's its will
as it bangs the bongos
and clangs the cymbals
and screeches and hoots and infests my brain with monkey