Got no money Got no hope Ain't heard from love Never seen your god Never a worry Out of a job Slow train to nowhere Starving for food Seems I've got nothing And I'm surrounded by fools
There are no monkeys here. If you're looking for monkeys, go away. Well, actually there are monkeys, but they're of the hairless variety that writes poetry and such. If that's not what you're looking for move along.