The streets are full of monkeys
On their way back to work
They gotta pay for their cars
Their cabins and houses and sailboats
They gotta pay for their all-weather-coats
The streets are never empty
Always someone with somewhere to go
Head of executive department of local creative resources
Don't know what it's for, but it's there, of course it is
Cause we've all got mouths to feed
So we keep comin up with shit to sell
That no one really needs
I hate to ask
But how long is this gonna last
The streets are full of monkeys
On their way home from work
Home to their tv and couch, tp and towels
Home to their pretty, pretty house
Home to their kids and spouce
With cute, little mouths to feed
Yeah we've all got mouths to feed
So we keep comin up with shit to sell
That noone really needs
I hate to ask
How long is this gonna last
Egil Olsen - Mouths to Feed Lyrics
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The streets are full of monkeys
On their way back to work
They gotta pay for their cars
Their cabins and houses and sailboats
They gotta pay for their all-weather-coats
The streets are never empty
Always someone with somewhere to go
Head of executive department of local creative resources
Don't know what it's for, but it's there, of course it is
Cause we've all got mouths to feed
So we keep comin up with shit to sell
That no one really needs
I hate to ask
But how long is this gonna last
The streets are full of monkeys
On their way home from work
Home to their tv and couch, tp and towels
Home to their pretty, pretty house
Home to their kids and spouce
With cute, little mouths to feed
Yeah we've all got mouths to feed
So we keep comin up with shit to sell
That noone really needs
I hate to ask
How long is this gonna last
On their way back to work
They gotta pay for their cars
Their cabins and houses and sailboats
They gotta pay for their all-weather-coats
The streets are never empty
Always someone with somewhere to go
Head of executive department of local creative resources
Don't know what it's for, but it's there, of course it is
Cause we've all got mouths to feed
So we keep comin up with shit to sell
That no one really needs
I hate to ask
But how long is this gonna last
The streets are full of monkeys
On their way home from work
Home to their tv and couch, tp and towels
Home to their pretty, pretty house
Home to their kids and spouce
With cute, little mouths to feed
Yeah we've all got mouths to feed
So we keep comin up with shit to sell
That noone really needs
I hate to ask
How long is this gonna last
Writer: Egil Olsen
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing