Marilyn Manson — My Monkey

[Intro] "Why are the children doing what they're doing? Why does a child reach up and kill his mom and dad and murder his two little sisters and then cut his throat?" [Verse 1] I had a little monkey I sent him to the country and I fed him on gingerbread Along came a choo-choo, knocked my monkey coo-coo And now my monkey's dead At least he looks that way But then again, don't we all? [Chorus] What I make is what I am I can't be forever [Interlude] "Raise up children, kill your moms and dads?" [Verse 2] I had a little monkey I sent him to the country, I fed him on gingerbread Along came a choo-choo, knocked my monkey coo-coo And now my monkey's dead Poor little monkey "Make you, break you, make you, break you" "Make you, break you, make you, look out" [Chorus] What I make is what I am I can't live forever [Bridge] We are our own wicked gods With little "g's" and big dicks Sadistic and constantly inflicting a slow demise [Verse 3] I had a little monkey, I sent him to the country And I fed him on gingerbread Along came a choo-choo, knocked my monkey coo-coo And now my monkey's dead [Interlude] "Raise up children, kill your moms and dads?" [Outro] "...Where nothing is real but the medication and the and then they cut their wrists and write "I love you God" all over the walls and hang themselves on the ventilators."