Dance Monkey (Explicit)

Ride

I got two left hooves

Two on test

Well

Since nobody's steppin' to me

Huh

Take me to your cult leader

Huh huh

Take me to your local drug dealer

Yeah

Take me to the man in the mirror

When you stand

And deliver with your hand

On the trigger

An emotional terrorist

I double M U N E

Never make my enemy public

I'm a private dancer

Dancin' for money

Dance monkey dance you

Godd**n monkey

Do that thing that's funny

Do I make you wanna laugh

I make you wanna move

I make you wanna dodo dododo do

Dance monkey dance you

Godd**n monkey

Do that thing that's funny

Do I make you wanna laugh

I make you wanna move

I make you wanna dodo dododo do

Case one

Carries a paint gun

She's unafraid of wavin

When she's gettin' her face done

Her favorite radio station's a

Permanent paid vacation

Burnin' her face in the sun

She loves repetitive songs

That keep playin'

You know the repetitive songs

That keep playin'

She learned all the words

And she works it baby

Dangerously

Catchy

And she feels it in her cervix lately

'Cause the rhythm is a cancer

She's on a secret diet

A private viewing

Disease free tv pilot

She saw the future in a group study

They threw money in her pants

Dddddoo

Do that thing that's funny

Do I make you wanna laugh

I make you wanna move

I make you wanna dodo dododo do

Dance monkey

Dance you godd**n monkey

Do that thing that's funny

Do I make you wanna laugh

I make you wanna move

I make you wanna

Don't live for the moment

Live for the constant

Die for what's right

Or get killed by your conscience

There's a difference between

Conscience conscious

And conscientious

Contrary to popular belief

You're none of these

There's plenty to feed

Empty mouths've been nest bound

And kept down

And apes won't be bangin

On the chest pound

When pacemakers are fragile

They thate the taste of capsules

They feed their face with paxil

Females hate their dads still

Holy son's got mommy

Issues on deck at the podium

Holdin' tongues with the rituals

More complex than napoleon

I told'em

It isn't his job

To live in a fog

I don't have a god complex

You've got a simple god

Huh

Take me to your cult leader

C'mon

Take me to your local drug dealer

C'mon man

Take me to the man in the mirror

When you stand

And deliver with your hand

On the trigger

And a can of miller

In the other

You can't kill me motherf**ker

F**ker

I got our number

You best disconnect before I call it

The bumper sticker

On your forehead's the wrong fit

When the bomb hits

What music will you look to for shelter

When the bomb hits

What music will you look to for shelter

When the bomb hits

What music will you look to for shelter

Not that mine'll help ya

Dance

You can't kill me motherf**ker

Motherf**ker

Motherf**ker