Marilyn Manson - My Monkey lyrics

I had a little monkey I sent him to the country And I fed him on gingerbread Along came a choo choo, Knocked my monkey coo-coo And now my monkey's dead Uhh... At least he looks that way, But then again don't we all? What I make is what I am, I can't be forever I had a little monkey I sent him to the country and I fed him on gingerbread Along came a choo choo, knocked my monkey coo-coo And now my monkey's dead Poor little monkey "Make you... break you... make you... break you... lookout" What I make is what I am, I can't be forever We are our own wicked gods With little "g's" and big dicks Sadistic and constantly inflicting a slow demise I sent him to the country And I fed him on gingerbread Along came a choo choo Knocked my monkey coo-coo And now my monkey's dead The primate's scream of consonance is a reflection Of his own mind's dissonance

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