Letra de Monkey Suit
If you're looking for the glory You think that you might find In a bullet-riddled stolen car On a back road in the pinesIf it's round just like a medal Or a tired old man of war Or hidden like that Burma Star In my dad's bottom drawerLook at you in your monkey suit Driving south, nothing left to prove You come back here in your cowboy boots Dressed to kill in your monkey suit Every pose you strike, every frame they shoot Shows you dressed to kill in your monkey suitBuild your ladder to the moon Beat on that sacred drum Trample on the hands of those That cling to every rungEvery seed you crush beneath Like a stone ground in a mill You never drew a decent breath But you're just dressed to killLook at you in your monkey suit Driving south, nothing left to prove You come back here in your cowboy boots Dressed to kill in your monkey suit Every pose you strike, every frame they shoot Shows you dressed to kill in your monkey suit Ooh yeahLook at you in your monkey suit Driving south, nothing left to prove You come back here in your cowboy boots Dressed to kill in your monkey suit Every pose you strike, every frame they shoot Shows you dressed to kill in your monkey suit Oh yeahEvery pose you strike, every frame they shoot Shows you dressed to kill in your monkey suit Monkey suit Monkey suit Monkey suit