Lyrics:

Well, outside my window there's a whole lotta trouble comin'
The cartoon killers and the rag cover clones
Stack heels kickin' rhythm of social circumcision
I can't close the closet on a shoebox full of old bones
Come on

Ah, kangaroo lady with her bourbon in a pouch
Can't afford the rental on a bamboo couch
Collectin' back her favors 'cause her well is running dry
I know her act is terminal, but she ain't gonna die, no

Slim intoxicado, drinkin' dime store hooch
Is always in a circle with his part-time pooch
And Little Creepy's playin' dollies in the New York rain
Thinkin' Bowie's just a knife

Whoa, 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 call junk?
To me it's just monkey business
Get back

A blind man in a box and he'll probably die
The village kids laugh as they walk by
A psycho on the edge of a human garbage dump
But the vultures in the sewers are tellin'

Him to jump
Into the fire
From the fryin' pan
Trippin' on his tongue
For a cool place to stand
Where's this shade
That you've got it made?
To me it's just monkey business

(Monkey business) Slippin' off the track
(Monkey business) Jungle in black
(Ain't your business) If I got no monkey on my back
(Monkey business) Slippin' off the track
(Monkey business) Jungle in black
(Ain't your business) If I got no monkey on my back

The Vaseline gypsies and silicone souls
Dressed to the society
The hypocrite heartbeat and cheap alibis
A-can't get you by that a-monkey
Oh, m-m-m-m-m-m-monkey, m-monkey


(Monkey business) Slippin' off the track
(Monkey business) Jungle in black
(Ain't your business) If I got no monkey on my back
(Monkey business) Slippin' on the track
(Monkey business) Jungle in black
(Ain't your business) If I got no monkey on my back

(Monkey business) You can't tell me I got the business (Monkey business)
(Ain't your business)
No monkey on my back, yeah-yeah, cuh
Monkey business, 'ness, business
Don't give me no business, boy