I used to let it run saw that it was havin fun Thought that it would get tired but it only just begun Now I'm annoyed with the species as it’s jumpin branch to branch Or throw a little fieces, or do a little dance And my mind isn’t steady it’s spinning like a top Got tangents and they vanish into English or to Spanish And it never feels finished I can almost touch the Grail They monkeys in a circle and he’s swallowin his tail He’s got his buddy’s in a barrel and their arms are locked I try to get one but only get the whole lot I see the claws and the fangs and the riots on the way Lord what i wouldn’t give to get quiet for a day Devouring itself but it can’t feel the sting And the thoughts keep on turnin till i think i thought of everything Got to keep your monkey on a string
