Spider Monkey
Letter Seventeen
People love songs about donkeys, but they also like to hear about monkeys.
d -c -d
d-c-g-a
There’s a brown spider monkey
And he’s on my back
A brown spider monkey
And he’s ready to attack
g -a - d (c -d)
g - a- d- c- g
g - a- a# - c
This problem should have stayed with you
Now it belongs to me, not sure what to do
Deep thoughts and deep analysis
Found at the end of a monkey fist
There’s a brown spider monkey
And he’s on my back
A brown spider monkey
And he’s ready to attack
Monkeys don’t like to sing
But there’s something they like to fling
He’s winding up a fist of poo
And he’s targeting you
A#-C-A (x3)
A#-C-D
Monkey, monkey, monkey
On the attack
Monkey, monkey, monkey
On my back
There’s a brown spider monkey
And he’s on my back
A brown spider monkey
And he’s ready to attack
You can run, but you can’t hide
A monkey attack from the other side
You can try to get away
But the monkey attack will find it’s prey
There’s a brown spider monkey
And he’s on my back
A brown spider monkey
And he’s ready to attack
It's much like something a Psychedelic '60s band might have come up with, both lyrically and musically, and it also happens to be my favorite genre of music. Trippy, far out, and groovy, man! Carry on!