PORCH MONKEY


Sitting on the porch of life
They feel no problems or encounter any strife
They're the people who all look the same
Stagnant lives that never change
They're the members of the upper class
Gonna die living in the past

 Cause you're another person without a name
 A Bumbling burecrat without a brain
 You're so happy to live in a dream

You're a porch monkey
So the freed the slaves in 1865
When money was green and the dream was alive
From the mortgage banker to the divorce court
They're propping up people and pulling out the cork
They're members of the middle class
Gonna Die sittin on their ass

 Cause you're another person without a name
 A Bumbling burecrat without a brain
 You're so happy to live in a dream

You're so smart and you're so pretty
And we fucking know you run our city
Spending your wages to look sheik
You live off glory at the end of the week
You're the members of the lowest class
Gonna die in a rich mans grasp

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