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Monkey see. Monkey do. Monkey's got no point of view. Captain points and he points tooClever monkey! Monkey's got to know his placeNo future in the 'master raceMonkey spat in Captain's faceThey cut his tongue out Threw it to a doberman named Rover He can eat a man in twenty seconds flatPrefers a catIn the courtyard shuffled Deviants with gold starsThey're scarred with numbersAs guards raise their cardsIt's 6.2, 6.7Under five and in the cornerFor a session in the saunaNaked, being born againThey're sliding down the chuteAnd the garden's looking fineSongtexteThere's lots of water, lots of limeAnd Captain spends most of his time in the deckchairAnd there's weeping in the queueAnd Lady Gwyneth's weeping tooSickened, yet she voted blueShe knows it. And night patrols are doing roundsNow there's Tower complex, Tower Town.Population's going downBut we're great again... Aus Songtexte Mania