My Monkey [Live]

The world of madness is lot bigger than the world of sane
 Insanity
 I had a little monkey
 I sent him to the country and I fed him on gingerbread
 Along came a cho-cho abd knocked my monkey koo-koo
 And now my monkey's dead
 He's dead, he's dead
 At least he looks that way
 And then again, don't we all?
 I'm the pope
 I'm 10 times the pope, I'm 50 times the pope
 That I'm the pope in real
 Have mercy
 Insanity
 I had a little monkey
 I sent him to the country and I fed him on gingerbread
 Along came a cho-cho and knocked my monkey koo-koo
 And now my monkey's dead
 He's dead, he's dead
 Poor little monkey
 Laying down on the ground
 With two hands under his arms
 My monkey, my monkey
 My monkey fought the fall
 Yeah, I sing that, I sing a lot
 Turn it off
 Huh-huh, I sing like this
 I play music, people are affected by music I play
 That doesn't mean that I have the record dropped
 Did I put a knife in someone's hand and killed somebody?
 We are our own wicked Gods
 With little G's and big dicks
 Sadistic, constantly inflicting a slow demise
 I had a little monkey
 I sent him to the country and I fed him on gingerbread
 Along came a cho-cho, knocked my monkey koo-koo
 And now my monkey's dead
 Dead, dead
 My monkey's very, very, very dead
 He's dead
 He's very dead
 I don't know why my monkey
 My monkey, my monkey's dead
 He's dead, he's dead
 Poor little monkey
 Before I make scream of loneliness
 Is a reflection of his own demise disconnect