we have way too many ex's, we have way to
many fights
but we have to go to work (and school) so we can buy another
pint
and if we ever need another Ass Monkey on the side
you'll never
see a sign that reads
No Irish Need Apply
(Chorus)
"Memories of Love"
by Dave Adams
I uded to love my ex-wife
she
was the apple of my eye
the sun would rise and set for her
now I wish
that she would DIE
die you bitch
you fucking whore
i want to slit your
throat
and bathe in your bloodshed
cos you made me goddamned poor
so
die you whoring bitch
and bleed until its red
i 'll decapitate you
but
first you'll give me head
so go collect your welfare
and don;t forget
the WIC
and while your at it, you stinking bitch
go on and suck my dick
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songs/lyrics: Copyright 2002 by The Ass Monkeys. It is unlawful to
reproduce these these lyrics without the express written consent of
The Ass Monkeys
"Summertime
Blues"
By Dave Adams
manatees are fat
manatees are slow
ask any boater
manatees
blow
how bout a nice grilled steak
or a cup of manatee soup
before they
kill the rivers
with all their manatee poop
slice it, dice it
cut
it up in chunks
was that the prop that I heard?
clunk a clunk a clunk
i
like endangered species
when they're roasted on a grill
or barbequed
with hot sauce
is even better still
if they're too slow to swim away
whena
boat is coming by
then they are just plain stupid
and they deserve to
die
chorus
so who cares about the bluefish
the amber or the red
enjoy
your manatee meetings
while your wife is in my bed
chorus
Fifty Cents (not cent)
by Rich Adams
for everything
you cost me from the moment that you left
too many memories but with
only one regret
for fifty cents, i coulda bought two bullets
for
fifty cents, i coulda avoided all this
for fifty cents, we'd have both
been happier
for fifty cents, I would not have missed
for fifty cents,
for fifty cents
ten thousand dollars and a red corvette
my only
son left saying where's my daddy at
chorus
a body in the lake I'll know
she's dead for sure
that tramp in the trailer park that slutty bitchy
whore
now there's nothing left to hate
but the memories
of the bitchin
of
the cryin
of the lyin
OF ALL THE HURT AND PAIN
chorus
Here
is a sampling of some of our song lyrics. We hope you enjoy them.
If you don't, we really don't care because we are The Ass Monkeys
and it is just our nature.
"Gay Girls"
by Marc Adams
As everybody knows,
there are some really gay bancds out there that sound like queers
and they should be killed. Then they should be kicked in their rears
and
in their rears they shall be kicked
this is what gay girls means to
the Ass monkeeees
they're goofy, they're a*holes, they're yarmulkes,
they're gravid cos they're gay. They're idiots, they're retards, they're
losers, they're stupid. That is what I say.
that all comes out
to be they're goofy a**holes who lost their packages because they
are gay
they are talentless and dance like girls they're back-door
boys
what did you say
chorus
that's all I have to say on what gay girls
is all aboot
