Letra de Porch monkey

Sitting on the porch of life, They feel no problems or encounter any strife
They´re the people who all look the same, Stagnant lives that never change
They´re the members of the upper class, Gonna die living in the past

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{Cause you´re another person without a name, a bumbling bureaucrat without a brain
you´re so happy to live in a dream, You´re a porch monkey}

So they freed the slaves in 1865, When money was green and the dream was alive
From the mortgage banker to the divorce court, They´re propping up people and pulling out the cork
They´re members of the middle class, Gonna die sitting on their ass

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You´re so smart and you´re so pretty, And we fucking know you run our city
Spending your wages to look sheik, You live off glory at the end of the week
You´re the members of the lowest class, gonna die in a rich mans grasp