"Green Monkeys" lyrics - GRAHAM PARKER

In a distant street a distant beat
Repeats machine gun like
In a forest grows a sweet fruit
Filled with poison
In a clear blue sky a plane bursts into flames
High above us
In an office blind machines blink out data
In a rush

Whatever they say they say
It isn't true what they say
It didn't come from the gays
The blacks the Haitians or the whores or

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Green monkeys ya ya ya yah
Or green monkeys ya ya ya yah

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