Junk Rock (Million Monkeys) - Utopia

Can’t be late, can’t be late for work again

The boys can’t wait, the boys can’t wait to get started again

My name is music, i see that the music gets done

My name is music, i see that the music gets done

And the apes can’t wait to get started again

Look over there, the monkey on a chair

He thinks he’s as smart as a computer chip

But he hasn’t figured out how to work his mouth

Shorty by the door, beating on the floor

You better not mess with the little thing

He’s a real nice guy 'til you get him riled up

Can’t complain, can’t complain about working with them

My name is music, i see that the music gets done

My name is music, i see that the music gets done

They go insane, we give them drugs and they’re normal again

There’s a pretty face, the monkey plunkin' bass

All the lady monkeys wanna jump his monkey bones

But he loses track and his work gets backed up

Monkey on a power trip, monkey with a lot of lip

Thinks he’s in charge of every other monkey

But he still looks cool even while he’s drooling

Lunch is fun, lunch is fun when you’re eating wit them

My name is music, i see that the music gets done

My name is music, i see that the music gets done

Then back to work, it’s back to work while the orders pile in

Is it live or is it memorex?