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They make no sounds, they ring no bell
Leaving no traces, they got no tales to tell
They find no home, they make no love
Casting no shadow while balancing the burn
Oh, here I come, me and my desire
Everyone's got their own monkey on a wire
Oh, down below, leader of the choir
Is waiting for the next monkey on a wire
They keep no fear, no second prize
Walking like Jesus with voodoo in their eyes
They come in green, they leave in black
Holding dead roses with bullets in their backs
Oh, here I come, me and my desire
Everyones got their own monkey on a wire
Oh, down below, wrapped up in the fire
Waiting for the next monkey on a wire
They make no sound, they ring no bell
Walking like Jesus goin' straight on into hell
Oh, there you go, you and your desire
Everyone's got their own monkey on a wire
Oh, down below, leader of the choir
Is waiting for the next monkey on a wire
Oh, down below, wrapped up in the fire
Waiting for the next monkey on a wire
Waiting for the next monkey on a wire
Waiting for the next monkey on a wire