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Текст и слова песни Graham Parker – Green Monkeys

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In a distant street a distant beat Repeats machine gun like
In a forest grows a sweet fruit Filled with poison
In a clear blue sky a plane bursts into flames High above us
In an office blind machines blink out data In a rush

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Whatever they say they say It isn't true what they say
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It didn't come from the gays The blacks the Haitians or the whores or

CHORUS
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Green monkeys ya ya ya yah Or green monkeys ya ya ya yah

Instrumental (then) REPEAT CHORUS (and fade)

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