Monkey Riches (Tha Traxman Teklife Remix) - Animal Collective
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Monkey Riches (Tha Traxman Teklife Remix) Lyrics
Lately I need a better plan
I want to get my knees out in the dirt with my hands
Cause I have been a cerebral spouse
And my head wants to go into the emerald houseAnd I want to look out, I don't want to bail out
And I want to help out, I don't want to nod outI don't want to knock you downBut why am I still looking for a golden age?
You tell me that I ought to have a golden wage
Every time I look up at that blurry sun
All I think about are bodies floating up
Everybody ought to get that special glance
Why does dawn leave everybody home with chance?
It makes me wonder how I even wrote this song
Does this not occur to almost everyone?It makes a monkey wretch
It makes a monkey richLately I want to be in my heart
But where exactly is my heart and where does it start?
I don't want that Tylenol
Can I sing and make change without crushing clams?
I can help the little things but I have big plans
I don't want that TylenolIt makes a monkey wretch
It makes a monkey rich
Songwriters
BRIAN ROSS WEITZ, DAVID MICHAEL PORTNER, JOSHUA CALEB DIBB, NOAH BENJAMIN LENNOXPublished by
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