The
peanuts on the plate
The
monkeys will take
They
can't complain
Better
than go hungry
But
the gold they miss
The
glitter flow in their eyes
The
minds will dream of it
The
missing bridge to the mine
Once
the monkeys
Ruling
the jungle of the streets
Hopping
from tree to tree
House
to house feeling free
Until
they are tricked
Into
the cage of peanuts on the plate
There
the monkeys are caged
Lost
its freedom and the joy
Now
occasionally the monkey dance
On
the fortune tellers game of looking into the future
With
cards they pick for the gullible people who seek
The
fortunes they wish to lay their hands
But
the monkeys want to be free
Until
now peanuts on the plate
They
can't complain
Better
than go hungry
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