Я обычный, очень добрый, очень скромный жираф, За спиною поросёнка доедает удав, Рядом в клетке три гориллы, надо мною орёл, над моею головою он сортирчик
Прощай, детка. Детка, прощай. И на прощанье я налью тебе чай, Я позвоню по телефону, закажу тебе авто, И провожу тебя до двери, и подам тебе пальто,
Look at them all on the inside Look at them wasting away Walking around like they’re hypnotized Look , no bars on the cage This is where they’re living
We step up, the club is flooded All of a sudden, it's a herd Chickens be talkin', I keep walkin' They just a flock of birds Playas and gators, gorillas
Someone told me It's all happening at the zoo I do believe it I do believe it's true Mmmmm, mmmmm, mmmmm Mmmmm, mmmmm, mmmmm Oh ho ho ho Mmmmm, mmmmm,
The job is done and I go out Another boring day I leave it all behind me now So many worlds away I meet my girl, she's dressed to kill But all we gonna
I want to know why I want to know I want to know why I want to know why I want to know why I want to know why I never minded calling you a king If that
Birds sing, "There's not a cloud in the sky August 8th is a beautiful day" I see a bunch of hippies crying "Yeah, August 8th is a beautiful day" Like
How many polluted my mind Dough what our lives are lived for Rae just a crazy aussie Me the generation forges on Fodder for corporations Sewwing our lips
He won the race the judges concluded He was the better man he had the will to win A hesitation a one time show or place His self would not allow he had
A Christian, an anarchist slash prostitute Figures out the true meaning Of freedom, not freedom like America Freedom like a shopping cart Kick back,
She'll have another piece of pie She'll have a double Reuben rye She works hard at eating well That's why I love her She's got a couple of pony kegs
Partly owned tuder house Wooden white picket fence Mother waits for father In a backless dress Hardly used diaphragm Put back into its case A one way
There's something wrong with mass consumption Why do we want what we don't need? Alcohol burn it clean, asphalt methamphetamine Will make it seem alright
Stop, have a beer it's on me Has anyone ever told you That you look like star Innocent at the bar So I drink 'cause it makes me Happier than bein' alone
Mr. McCarthy killed the light He didn't wake his lovely wife He left the key inside the door Woke on the wrong side of the bed She can't remember what
There's something wrong with the kids in my neighborhood They always listen to moms They disregard civil disobedience They'd rather do what they're told
