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Lucky Monkeys lyrics
Outside an asshole
is crawling out of his hole.
Back of his back black.
Look out lucky monkeys.
A lady with red plastic
saxophone lined lips kicks
fears and tears put out matches
Look out lucky monkeys.
I'm just on number 7,
working this world one one eleven.
On my back, in my bed,
every sammy morning.
Every sammy morning.
I was born dead crazy. Born crazy; born dead.
Boulevard cucarachas trying to look like Bowie.
Trying to be sick as Mick.
Look out lucky monkeys.
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- Track 10 on Kill City
- 9 No Sense of Crime
- 11 Master Charge
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