I am the gorillaman Who you're too scared to mention I spend your cash On looking flash And grabbing your attention
The devil take your Filthy stinking freak show baby buyer You earn big time in purgatory A roasting in hell fire
Save the gorilla Your money for their lives Hug a gorilla No bullet or a knife
I am the gorillaman So tired of diseases With 30 percent of us gone And into jungle squeezes
You get away with robbery By stealing all our baby's And leave us all rotting In the mist or locked in cages
Save the gorilla Your money for their lives Hug a gorilla No bullet or a knife
And even though you fool your soul Your conscience will be mine, all mine Oohoo ooh ah ah ah Oohoo ooh ah ah ah Oohoo ooh ah ah ah Oohoo ooh ah ah ah Oohoo ooh ah ah ah
Oohoo ooh aaaaah
They're the handy psychomen You don't like how they deal 'em They rope and beat and massacre And just for fun they eat 'em
I don't know the next verse Because I haven't even writ it Bollocks...shit...Ooh pooh
Save the gorilla Your money for their lives Hug a gorilla No bullet or a knife
We are the gorilla men Oohoo ooh ah ah ah Oohoo ooh ah ah ah Oohoo ooh ah ah ah Oohoo ooh ah ah ah Oohoo ooh ah ah ah
Oohoo ooh aaaaah
Save the gorilla Your money for their lives Hug a gorilla No bullet or a knife
Save the gorilla Your money for their lives Hug a gorilla No bullet or a knife
Save the gorilla Your money for their lives Hug a gorilla No bullet or a knife
Save the gorilla Your money for their lives Hug a gorilla No bullet or a knife
Save the gorilla Your money for their lives Hug a gorilla No bullet or a knife
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