Lyrics:

From L.A. to New York, London, and Moscow The monkey is screamin' He's spreading his spell The monkey be God and make you beg on your knees You'll be jonsin for somethin' to make you well... Everybody's Got the Monkey Hear the sub or human kind Everybody's Got the Monkey You got yours and I got mine He's hungry for wealth He's hungry for power He make you so numb and cold to the core The hunger of love The hunger of lust Make you crave the very thing you try to ignore Everybody's Got the Monkey Hear the sub or human kind Everybody's Got the Monkey You got yours and I got mine Everybody's Got the monkey In his head or on his back Everybody's Got the Monkey What I say is a simple fact Homos and Heteros Junkies and juicers Pyschos and users Abusers and losers From problem brokers to TV viewers There's a monkey for every man Mom and Dad Everybody's Got the Monkey Hear the sub or human kind Everybody's Got the Monkey You got yours and I got mine Everybody's Got the monkey In his head or on his back Everybody's Got the Monkey What I say is a simple fact Everybody's Got the Monkey