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They caught me back in '85 |
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When they dropped a net down from the sky |
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In the jungle, I was so alive |
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Now I just survive |
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Twelve monkeys in this cell with me |
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Eight of them are family |
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I fathered them in captivity |
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Prisoners from the start |
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Smeared glass cage |
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As we spend our days on stage |
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And it's all they'll know |
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Nylon ropes and plastic slides |
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A concrete world for abstract minds |
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It's all controlled by man's designs |
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Nothing here is real |
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And we're all just keeping busy |
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In this everlasting zoo |
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And we're all just killing time |
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Because there's nothing else to do |
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[chorus] |
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I see, the life that used to be |
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The dancing of the leaves |
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As I'm swinging through the trees and I am |
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Searching, for a place to pay my head |
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The forest is my bed |
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Till the ring a bell to feed us |
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And they flash a light to lead us, in this |
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[chorus] |
