Stare into the mirror
you don't blink your eyes,
The background dissapears
and you take on a disguise.
Your brow swells up
Your chin goes round.
Between your hairy ears you hear a
laughing screeching sound.
You forget about your clothes,
run out to the street.
You got hair on your butt and
fingers on your feet.
But don't let the sound
hypnotize your mind.
Listen up son,
take this advice of mine:
Don't listen! Don't listen to your monkey.
Keep him down underground where he
can't make a sound.
Don't listen, don't listen. Don't listen.
There was this friend of mine,
we were in a strange place.
He stared into the mirror and he
saw his monkey's face.
We went down to the club,
proceeded with the show.
But then I saw him flirting with a
girl he didn't know.
So I blocked in quick and said
"Hey man what's the matter?"
I can see this little girlie wants to
be your special flower.
But someone's gonna kill you
if she finds out what you're doing.
You've been listening to Your monkey
now you're heading straight for ruin.
Don't listen! Don't listen to your monkey.
If he starts to hypnotise, then you
got to slap him wise.
Don't listen, one, two, three, four.
Descended from your past,
he causes trouble fast,
all those primal fears,
you'll be shedding tears.
If you ever see your monkey,
you got to look away.
Think of something positive,
don't let him have his say.
He's just an apparition of your scariest dreams.
Feeds on all your weaknesses and
goes to your extremes.
So remember where you're coming from.
TRUST WHO YOU ARE!
You got to keep that beast at bay
You don't need another scar.
Or you'll have another monkey night
and wake up in the morning.
Do you remember what you did?
Well you should have took the warning:
Don't listen! Don't listen to your monkey.
If he starts to have a fit,
then it's time for him to split.
Don't listen, don't listen. Three, four.
Don't listen, don't listen...