EXILED II - FUNKY JUNKIE MONKEY

Funky Junkie Monkey

This one describes the kind of punks we hate

Walking down the street
A source of strange heat
He was there in the sidewalk
He would never stop the talk
Looking at the funky monkey
That's what some wish to be
It's sad
How the world is mad

Behind him I marched
For I wanted to watch
What the funky is up to
What the junkie will do
Man I stalked him all day
I followed him all the way
He thinks he's a "cool thug"
When he does every drug
Carrying his knife
Doesn't know shit about life
Those like him, I hate
Its sad how they dominate
The funky junkie monkey
What youth came to be