Rock You Monkeys
Story Behind The Song by Andy Cairns (Sep 3rd, 2004)
I had the chords and melody of this for a while. I remember playing the opening chords to Neil during the rehearsals for High Anxiety and he said it reminded him of Kiss. Anyway it got put on the back burner. I did a bit of work on it at home and it sort of became a strange hybrid of Ramones, Turbonegro and Glam rock.
Back in Derby during the sessions for this album and I reeled it out again. This time Neil and Michael worked on the rhythm so it wasn’t so obviously ‘meat and potatoes 4 to the floor’.We played the song to Pete Bartlett at Stanbridge Farm and he really liked it as it reminded him of Alice Cooper (one of his personal faves). Regardless of what the fuck it sounds like or is meant to be, it feels great to play and I really enjoy taking the piss with the lyrics. Monkey see, monkey do.
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Lyrics
I want the high life
I want bananas
I want a brother and sister in Havana
I wanna get laid by the C.I.A.
I'm on my way to the U.S.A.
I want a green card
I want freedom
Take me to your leader 'cos I wanna meet him
My people are cold
My country is old
But my drugs are cool
And the prices are good so
Rock you monkeys
Rock you monkeys
Rock you monkeys
Now get your things and go
Away
I want cocaine by the barrel
I trade it for oil and top camel
Life's a gas
Life's a bitch
Fucked in the ass by a pinko snitch
So rock you monkeys
Rock you monkeys
Rock you monkeys
Now get your things and go
Rock you monkeys
Rock you monkeys
Rock you monkeys
Now get your things and go
Now I'm the president
And I like it
A fully fledged bible black-belt tyrant
The F.B.I. the C.I.A.
Oh, fuck me, fuck me U.S.A.
Rock you monkeys
Rock you monkeys
Rock you monkeys
Now get your things and go
Rock you monkeys
Rock you monkeys
Rock you monkeys
Now get your things and go
Now get your things and go
Now get your things and go
Now get your things and go