Outside my window there's a
Whole lot of trouble comin'
The cartoon killers and the
Rag cover clones
Stack heals kickin' rhythm
Of social circumcision
Can't close the closet on a
Shoe box full of bones
Kangaroo lady with her bourbon in a pouch
Can't afford the rental on a bamboo couch
Collecting back her favors 'cause her well is running dry
I know her act is terminal,
But she ain't gonna die
Slim Intoxicado drinkin' dime store hooch
Is always in a circle with his part-time pooch
Little creepy's playing dollies on the New York rain
Thinkin' Bowie's just a knife
Ooh the pain
I ain't seen the sun since I don't know when
The freaks come out at nine
And it's twenty to ten
What's this funk
That you ucall junk
To me it's just monkey business
Blind man in the box that will probably die
The village kids laugh as they waalk by
A psycho is on the edge of this human garbage dump
And the vultures in the sewers are telling
Him to jump
Into the fire from the frying pan
Tripping on his tongue
For a cool place to stand
Where's this shaade
That you've got it made
To me it's just monkey business
CHORUS
Monkey business
Slippin' on the track
Monkey business
Jungle in black
Ain't your business if I got
No monkey on my back
CHORUS
With a purposeful grimace and a terrible sound
He pulls the spitting high tension wires down.
Helpless people on subway train
Scream bug-eyed as he looks in on them.
He picks up a bus and he throws it back down
As he wades through the buildings toward the center of town.
CHORUS (×2):
Oh no, they say he's got to go
Go, go, Godzilla!
(yeahh)
Oh no, there goes Tokyo:
Go, go, Godzilla!
(yeahh)
Godzilla-zilla-zilla-zilla...
Rinji news o moshiagemasu!
Rinji news o moshiagemasu!
Godzilla ga Ginza hoomen e mukatte imasu!
Daishkyu hinan shite kudasai!
Daishkyu hinan shite kudasai!
[Chorus]
History shows again and again
How nature points up the folly of men.
Godzilla!
(×4)
The Vaseline gypsies and the silicone souls
Dressed to the society
Hypocrite heartbeat and cheap alibis
Can't get you by that monkey
CHORUS