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Monkey See, Monkey Do (Funky Kingston)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sonic Boom Six
Sonic Boom Six
Performer
Childs
Childs
Electric Guitar
Laila Khan
Laila Khan
Lead Vocals
Paul Barnes
Paul Barnes
Bass Guitar
Neil McMinn
Neil McMinn
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Childs
Childs
Songwriter
Frederick Hibbert
Frederick Hibbert
Songwriter
Laila Khan
Laila Khan
Songwriter
Paul Barnes
Paul Barnes
Songwriter
Neil McMinn
Neil McMinn
Songwriter

Lyrics

Yes! Mic check, one two There's something I need to get off my chest Check it Punkers I monkey flip em, with the funky rhythms I be kickin' The clock on the time bomb is ticking away So get a move on, hands up for the questions Shall I proceed? Yes indeed In 2003 it really seemed to me An independent thought was rarer than a useful degree Now 2004, more than ever before We have to ask a Sunday Supplement to see what we saw They sensationalize lies, fuck the facts They're full of shit like the bargain rail at TK Maxx, in fact Back in the stone age people worshipped the Sun And after 20 thousand years you might have thought that we'd have moved on From the Star to the Daily Mail it's just like Scapegoat fiction, Mein Kamph with pictures They think that immigrants all hang around in mobs Outside our work places and wait to steal our jobs "Give me a bloody job" Honky please, go trim your bonsai trees I'd better give you these for brain disease It's such an irony that when you're unwell You ask for patient medication off of Dr. Patel knob head They say, seek and ye shall find Never dibbi-dibbi when the tape-a rewind They say, open your mind Blind are following the blind it's just like Monkey, monkey, monkey, see monkey do And that's what they do They read the media And what they're feeding ya You tell 'em what they want to hear and they believe ya Doctor, doctor, I'm experiencing a major malady Yes an actual allergy to TV and excuse me But don't we seem to be glued to it? We're sucking second-hand experiences through it We're sold a life sentence dressed up as a lifestyle Don't have the guile to rile Queue like sheep in single-file To buy the latest piece of shit paraded through your living room Believe the latest twisted facts We crack, we give in, it goes in, it goes on, this media mind-manipulation Prescribing the day to day life of our nation As the spot-light highlights what it likes And mixes up the truth with the lies in the half-life Police Camera Action is based on the assumption That the cops are never wrong Presents them as a pillar of truth amongst the sick public So thick, we can't look after ourselves This is now, not a story by George Orwell They say, seek and ye shall find Never dibbi-dibbi when the tape-a rewind They say, open your mind Blind are following the blind it's just like Monkey, monkey, monkey, see monkey do And that's what they do They see the media And what they're feeding ya You show 'em what they want to see and they believe ya So while we sit around and laugh at the old How come we always gotta follow the new? People act like they don't know I gotta wonder now if they do Say Boops say the mandem read it an a magazine Say Boops say the mandem see it on a TV screen Say Boops say trading one for another They come in one ear then they go out the other If you could see the you that I see when I see you see me Then you'd see yourself so differently believe me Hear me say, seek and ye shall find Blind are following the blind it's just like Monkey, monkey, monkey, see monkey do And that's what they do They read the media And what they're feeding ya You tell 'em what they want to hear and they believe ya Monkey, monkey, monkey, see monkey do I see me, see you If you could see the you that I see when I see you see me Then you'd see yourself so differently believe me Yes!
Writer(s): Neil Mcminn, Ben Childs, Laila Khan, Paul Barnes Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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