| Song | Monkey Business |
| Artist | The Flower Kings |
| Album | Unfold The Future |
| I'm not a monkey anymore | |
| I've built a new house – that touch the sky | |
| I'm not a monkey anymore | |
| I've straightened my back and that's a fact | |
| Keep my eye on a new horizon | |
| where sex and violence is my sugar and spice | |
| I'm not a loser anymore | |
| from second to first, just to quench my thirst | |
| I'm not a loser anymore | |
| my hands on the wheel, all dressed in steel | |
| Keep my mind on a higher ground | |
| while the primal instincts are going down | |
| Looking at all God's creatures | |
| I'm not the brightest one | |
| One in an angry crowd | |
| come down to wave the gun | |
| I'm not a fighter anymore | |
| I'm business hype and I need to score | |
| I'm not a fighter anymore | |
| Right at the peak I walked out the door | |
| Now I'm building a new religion | |
| It's "me and I" so help yourself | |
| I'm not a hunter anymore | |
| I have dinner at eight, then time for rape | |
| I'm not a hunter anymore | |
| I wrote the law, but my feet got claws | |
| Now I'm crawling the mud to get back home | |
| to the pleasuredome | |
| Looking at all God's creatures | |
| I'm not the brightest one | |
| One in an angry crowd | |
| come down to wave the gun |
| I' m not a monkey anymore | |
| I' ve built a new house that touch the sky | |
| I' m not a monkey anymore | |
| I' ve straightened my back and that' s a fact | |
| Keep my eye on a new horizon | |
| where sex and violence is my sugar and spice | |
| I' m not a loser anymore | |
| from second to first, just to quench my thirst | |
| I' m not a loser anymore | |
| my hands on the wheel, all dressed in steel | |
| Keep my mind on a higher ground | |
| while the primal instincts are going down | |
| Looking at all God' s creatures | |
| I' m not the brightest one | |
| One in an angry crowd | |
| come down to wave the gun | |
| I' m not a fighter anymore | |
| I' m business hype and I need to score | |
| I' m not a fighter anymore | |
| Right at the peak I walked out the door | |
| Now I' m building a new religion | |
| It' s " me and I" so help yourself | |
| I' m not a hunter anymore | |
| I have dinner at eight, then time for rape | |
| I' m not a hunter anymore | |
| I wrote the law, but my feet got claws | |
| Now I' m crawling the mud to get back home | |
| to the pleasuredome | |
| Looking at all God' s creatures | |
| I' m not the brightest one | |
| One in an angry crowd | |
| come down to wave the gun |