Original lyrics
ENhe's always thinkin' when the handle's turnin'
he's Tarzan without no Jane
scratch the monkey while he's countin' his days
but keep that thing on that chain
you're hip with a gun hand grip
I hope this serves as a strong reminder
you can't even help yourself
with the revenge of the monkeygrinder
livn' in a tin can, never had the upper hand
and Dylan to him is just a name
lived seven countries, now he's gettin' funky
this M-16 ain't no game
now the time has come, he's sick of playin' dumb
his mind is twisted and deranged
arms open wide the monkey's on his side
and Cheetah's got a bad case of mange
