Lyrics:

Too many people are walkin' around
Too many people are dead in this town
And all you people are dressing like clowns
And it's bringing me down

I see you out there and you're like a disease
You point your finger of judgement with ease (With ease)
You're on the street and you ain't workin' for free
And it's bringing me down

I see where all this is going
I've seen it all
I see what you don't wash away
And it's about to fall
It's about to fall

Still you point your monkey finger
Still you point your monkey finger

You're using words and then you change what they mean
It doesn't matter, it's just a smokescreen (Smokescreen)
And your reality is just a bad dream
And it's bringing me down

I hear your voices while you scream at the sky
And I bet you don't even know why
Why not listen, why not give it a try?
And the pig's so divine

I see where all this is going
I've seen it all
I see what you don't wash away
And it's about to fall
It's about to fall

Still you point your monkey finger
Still you point your monkey finger

I see where all this is going
I've seen it all
I see what you don't wash away
And it's about to fall
It's about to fall

Still you point your monkey finger
Still you point your monkey finger
Still you point your monkey finger
Still you point your monkey finger