Do Re Mi Do Mi Do Mi
Re Mi Fa Fa Mi Re Fa
Mi Fa So Mi So Mi So
Fa So La La So Fa La
Mi, a name to call myself,
Fa, a long, long way to run
Whatcha tryin’ to do to my heart
Whatcha tryin’ to do to my heart
You go around, tellin’ lies, and now you wanna compromise
Whatcha tryin’ to do to my heart
You better run, you better hide, you better leave from my side, yeah
You better run for your life if you can, little girl
Hide your head in the sand, little girl
Catch you with another man
That’s the end, ah, little girl
I met this girl called Lorraine who stole my heart
But when I find her, I’m gonna kill her
But when I find her, I’m gonna kill her
But when I find her, I’m gonna kill her
But when I find her, I’m gonna kill her
Lorraine Lorraine Lorraine Lorraine Lorraine Lorraine Lorraine Lorraine Lorraine Lorraine Lorraine
I used to love her, but I had to kill her
I used to love her, but I had to kill her
I had to put her six feet under
And I can still hear her complain
I drew a saber through her,
It was a bloody knife,
I threw her in the river,
Which was a dreadful sight.
Cutting razors sounding violence
Recalling cutthroats razor sin
You’ve gone too far
My dawnrazor’s falling brush the sun
My dawnrazor’s falling brush the sun
My dawnrazor’s falling brush the sun
Our dark angel has fallen brush the sun
I am an angel of darkness
Abhorrent to those who are frail
The strength inside me is my will to believe
In myself, with no self-betrayal
My force is my own preservation
My destiny mine to control
I don’t live my life to be judged by anyone
Surviving intact is my role
I don’t get mad,
I don’t get even,
I make sure I get ahead
A lot of people were saying things that made little sense
Then the next thing you know the head of Handyman Joe
Was found in the fountain of the Mayor’s residence
Foul play can really get a small town going
La la la la La la la lie
Even God’s children all have to die
Now the town of Jersey City
Is quieting down again,
I’m sitting in a gambling club
Called the Lion’s Den.
The TV set was blown up,
Every bit of it is gone,
Ever since the nightly news show
The Monkeyman was on.
Let me tell you a story
About two kids in the city
See they both have a problem with life and it isn’t very pretty
There’s a kid called Timmy
He used to be pretty witty
But then too many rides on the horse got him hooked and it’s a pity
Cause now he’s got a monkey
He’s got a monkey can’t fight it
Monkey - On his back he can’t deny it
Monkey - He found a dragon that bites a hole in his arm at night
Where all the money goes
Monkey, monkey on his back
Monkey, monkey on his back
A dirty monkey
Shake that 'ol monkey off my back
Gimme my money back slip through your crack
Gimme my money back sit back
The creature in the sky
Got sucked in a hole
Now there’s a hole in the sky
And the ground’s not cold
And if the ground’s not cold
Everything is gonna burn
We’ll all take turns, I’ll get mine too
This monkey’s gone to Heaven
Hey, hey, we’re the Monkees
And people say we monkey around
But we’re too busy singing
To put anybody down
We’re just tryin’ to be friendly
Come and watch us sing and play
We’re the young generation
And we’ve got something to say
They’ve got a pet monkey
who likes to get drunky,
and sing boogie woogie
And it sounds real funky
Won’t you take me to
Funkytown?
Won’t you take me to
Funkytown?
It’s gonna be a funky new year
Funky new year
Oh, ah, got to be a funky new year
Funky new year
All is quiet on New Year’s Day
A world in white gets underway
I want to be with you, be with you night and day
Nothing changes on New Year’s Day
On New Year’s Day