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Monkey TV
Monkey TV
Jonathon Ross
Jonathon Ross

The cross I have to carry, wear, bare, daily, our daily bread
Forgive us our trespasses
As we forgive those who contract against us
Conspire against us
Wage war against us
Play god against us
And us against each other
Sister?
Brother?
Big Brother, am I spelling this the right way?

Monkey TV
Monkey TV
Jonathon Ross
Jonathon Ross

Just free your minds and mock him with me
It’s therapeutic
It’s revolutionary
It’s my heart reacting to this artificial spine of consciousness that carries us
Escape is everything, but into what?

Chitty chitty bang bang I think not
Lowest common denominator, I spit on all of it
Not hold onto your flags this prole’s about to get jiggy with it
Breathe in
Breathe out
So what’s behind the flag that I bring to the table?
What’s my denomination if you like?
Well me categorise it for you
I’m a dreamer, and not the only one as it turns out
As it turns out there’s a whole army of dreamers out there
Dreaming up the dream with me
Sowing better seeds with
And all power to the people
I’m not the extreme, I’m the extreme of
Learn to tell the difference
Learn to spell the difference
Hermeneutically, the science of reading in between the lines
You do the huckle buckle and you turn all around existentially
Never mind, I’ve got fat cats to fry
Bigger fish to swim with
Number 43 while we have the chance
Number 43 while we have the chance
I can’t say that
I can’t say what?
Paint this into your Kodak moment
Bitch this, bitch that
All part of the same package
“I want to be loved by you and nobody else but you”
All part of the same package

Paint your white fence white again
Hi Honey I’m home again
Fuck your wife’s dead eyes again
Sell you kids you lie again
All part of the same package
All part of the same package
the same package
the same package
Or the melting pot, isn’t that what you like to call it?
Call it what you like
Call it what you like
Just call it

Monkey TV
Monkey TV
Jonathon Ross
Jonathon Ross

Just free you mind and mock him with me
It’s therapeutic
It’s revolutionary
It’s my heart reacting to this artificial spine of consciousness that carries us
Escape is everything but into what?

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