Monkey Town Maddness

 
Life in the Wood, beer blood and mud  
and plenty of sweet puka green  
the laughing clown chokes Monkey Town  
and the dogs get the cats and the cream  
 
There’s wolves in sheep’s clothing  
with secrets to hide  
there’s stones that keep rolling  
and ones stuck on their side  
there’s villains with morals  
while the righteous have not  
the clown and the rat share a piss pot  
and everyone’s along for the ride  
 
Days on the hill, no standing still  
and nights that are never alone  
stay on the move, in your own groove  
rolling on by like a stone  
   

Monkey Town its all going down  
and the rats have eaten their fill  
dangerous times catching rhymes  
with nothing but time to kill  
 
There’s angels in denim  
with old dirty shoes  
you got prophets just Jammin
who do as they choose  
there’s cocaine in classrooms  
and kids smoking pot  
there’s the boy in the corner who never forgot  
with only a bad education to loose  
 
The snake and the rat outwit the cat  
and occupy the dog with flees  
nothing to get except sweet regret  
and a licence to do as they please  
 

Just a penniless poet who thought that he knew it  
all…. till he was sat flat on his arse  
smoking and drinking but never stopped thinking  
and realised its all just a farce  
 
You got wolves in sheep’s clothing  
with secrets to hide  
there’s stones that keep rolling  
and ones stuck on their side  
there’s no sign of sorrow  
and no sweet regrets  
as the circus continues the crowd quickly forgets  
and everyone’s along for ride  
 
The snake and the rat the dog clown and cat  
playing a game on their own  
stay on the move in your own groove  
rolling on by like a stone  
 
   
 
By Danny Carr