they slow the freeway down when the river turns,
when it comes through town, when the water hits the rocks, it rolls with a hot, raw tempo?
Oh, I'm drivin' slow
Well, maybe I picked out
a boring use
For the air I'm forced in the inner tube
Instead of squintin'
through this muddy screen
I should be sittin', splashin',
floatin' downstream
Here we go around the dry thistle
Monkey can climb, but I whistle
He can't sing and I can't dance
And the monkey don't have to wear
no pants
Young men cope, old men bitch
Cause the ones in the middle
get to scratch that itch
Kids just want some taboo fruit
Like chance to dance in their birthday suit
Now I wonder if where love's involved
Did we improve as we evolved
Perhaps we'd fix a big mistake
By going wild, going ape
Here we go around the tri -vessel
Monkey can climb but I whistle
He can't sing and I can't dance
And the monkey don't have
to wear no pants
Here we go around the tri -vessel
Monkey can climb but I whistle
He can't sing and I can't dance
And the monkey don't have to wear no pants
He can't sing and I can't dance
And the monkey don't have
to wear no pants
Here we go around the dry thistle
Monkey can climb, but I whistle
He can't sing and I can't dance
And the monkey don't have to wear no pants