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Correct Dance Monkey Lyrics
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[Verse I] Right I got two left hooves, who wanna test? Well, since nobody's steppin' to me Huh Take me to your cult leader Ah Huh huh Take me to your local drug dealer Yeow Take me to the man in the mirror When you stand and deliver With your hand on the trigger An emotional terrorist I double-M U-N-E Never make my enemy public I'm a private dancer Dancing for money (Get yourself together, let's rock!) [Hook] D-d-d-d-dance Monkey Dance, you goddamn Monkey Do that thing that's funny Do I make you wanna laugh? I make you wanna move I make you wanna do do do do dodo D-d-d-d-dance Monkey Dance you god damn Monkey Do that thing that's funny Do I make you wanna laugh? I make you wanna move I make you wanna (rock this motherfucker) [Verse Ii] Huh Case one Carries a paint gun She's unafraid of waivin' when she's getting her face done Her favorite radio station's a permanent paid vacation Burning her face in the sun She loves repetitive songs that keep playin' You know, the repetitive songs that keep playin'? She learned all the words and she works it baby Dangerously catchy and she feels it in her cervix lately Cause the rhythm is a cancer She's on a secret diet A private viewing disease free tv pilot She saw the future in a group study They threw money in her pants [Hook] [Verse Iii] Don't Live for the moment Live for the constant Die for what's right or get killed by your conscience There's a difference between conscience, conscious, and conscientious Contrary to popular belief You're none of these There's plenty to feed empty mouths of the nest bound The kept down and apes won't be banging on their chests now When pacemakers are fragile They hate the taste of capsules They feed their face with Paxil Females hate their dad still Holy sons got mommy issues on deck at the podium Holding tongues with the rituals more complex than Napoleon I told em It isn't his job To live in a fog I don't have a god complex, you got a simple god Huh Take me to your cult leader Come on man Take me to your local drug dealer Come on man Take me to the man in the mirror When you stand and deliver With your hand on the trigger And a can of Miller in the other You can't kill me motherfucker I got your number You best disconnect before I call it The bumper sticker on your forehead's the wrong fit When the bomb hits (Whose music will you look to for shelter?) When the bomb hits (Whose music will you look to for shelter?) When the bomb hits (Whose music will you look to for shelter?) Not that mine will help ya! D-d-d-d-Dance! [Sample] We're gonna rock this motherfucker! Fucking Francis!!!!
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