Lyrics:

From L.A. to New York, London, and MoscowThe monkey is screamin'He's spreading his spellThe monkey be God and make y
ou beg on your kneesYou'll be jonsin for somethin' to make you well...Everybody's Got the MonkeyHear the sub or human kind
Everybody's Got the MonkeyYou got yours and I got mineHe's hungry for wealthHe's hungry for powerHe make you so numb and c
old to the coreThe hunger of loveThe hunger of lustMake you crave the very thing you try to ignoreEverybody's Got the Monk
eyHear the sub or human kindEverybody's Got the MonkeyYou got yours and I got mineEverybody's Got the monkeyIn his head or
on his backEverybody's Got the MonkeyWhat I say is a simple factHomos and HeterosJunkies and juicersPyschos and usersAb
users and losersFrom problem brokers to TV viewersThere's a monkey for every manMom and DadEverybody's Got the MonkeyHear
the sub or human kindEverybody's Got the MonkeyYou got yours and I got mineEverybody's Got the monkeyIn his head or on his
backEverybody's Got the MonkeyWhat I say is a simple factEverybody's Got the Monkey