It’s a hard life being a monkey,
So every Friday night
You can cruise through town, looking to drown
Your worries, or see a fight.
You head on down to the monkey bars
Where every monkey’s welcome
To drink a drink and fling their poo
eat lice, and raise some Hell-come.
But there’s an ugly fellow,
A gorilla by name of Tim.
When he swings by, the parties over,
And it’s back to the jungle, Jim.