MUSIC: Clouse, Park , Shelton, Whitaker   LYRICS: Cornell

Live like Monkeys...
It's a jungle on the street
there's a monkey on my eye and I'm goin' hard to live
blood the runnin' streets every monkey got a place
got a way to be
rapture runnin' on the cloud
pullin' strings the middle east and the mother's lost her give
no lion the throne
television in your eyes
want my empty "V"
And I get that funny feelin' in the mornin'
you know that one like someone's laughin'
you know that one like someone's watchin'
It was better when we lived like monkeys
Crack in baby's runny nose
ten pollutions on my face and I'm goin' hard to sleep
tunnel up the streets
got the rats a winter home and the mother lode
Satan runnin' on the house pullin' down the life support
and shit is getting deep
money on the bank
ten dead poets seize your eyes
it's an empty hole
Then there's that moment in the evenin'
you know that time when someone's cryin'
you know that time the mirror's crackin'
It was better when we lived like monkeys...
Proud of, we died and died and died and died and gone...
It's a jungle on the street...
Then there's that feelin'in the mornin'
you kknow that one where hand's are shakin'
you know that one where stars explodin'
It was better when we lied like monkeys...
Proud of...