I wrote this song this morning on the john. (Hey, that’s a lyric, too! Wonder how the rest of that song would go…)

Monkey Men on the Monkey Bars

Monkey men on the monkey bars
swingin’ all day long
gruntin’ and stuntin’ and singin’ songs
might as well be from MarsDrop the acts
Don’t look back
Need a new track
One of your own,
you monkey men! Jimbo was a monkey man
truck boots, rifle shoots
didn’t give a hoot
you monkey man!Then he met Grace
what a disgrace
forgot his tools
became a fool
a monkey man!End your play
every day
stop gruntin’ and stuntin’
and singin’ songs
unless you like it.

Monkey men on the monkey bars
swingin’ all day long
gruntin’ and stuntin’ and singin’ songs
might as well be from MarsOK, it kind of contradicts itself on Jimbo. Was he a monkey man before or after Grace? Or both? Hmmm … Wouldn’t be right to impose rational thought on this.

OK, it kind of contradicts itself on Jimbo. Was he a monkey man before or after Grace? Or both? Hmmm … Wouldn’t be right to impose rational thought on this.Hey, found another verse on a second scrap of paper. Maybe you barely hear it as the song fades away …

(fading out …)
Chunky men at salad bar
Funky men at cocktail bars
Lunky men with candy bars