Rapspierre

Lyrics

Like the monkey who wrapped his tail around the flagpole
The one who burned his asshole
Explaining that, what a hassle
That's what you get
For carrying a grinder's cup
Wearing a hat with a tassel
Hang it around the castle
The monkey's our cousins
Some are almost men
96% the same, if not better than
But the species differ from us in that
Some have no tails
None of us has one
Rapspierre believes jack up the car
Jack up the car
Rapspierre believes jack up the car
Jack up the car
Baby gets bored with the sociality
Of the Bohemian rump of the petit-bourgeoise
Bar-flies and dandies swarming on shit
Public enemies, exquisite gobs of spit
Compradores, Judases, devil spawn
Entrepreneurial pains in the ass
Capitalist pawns
Standing on the backs of the underclasses
To reach high enough to stick their noses into the asses
Of those they service, the creators of the masses
The bourgeoise, the ruling classes
The makers of progress and history
The driving force behind modernity
They that profit most
From the toil of the masses
The bourgeoise, the ruling classes
How many stairs must a man walk down
Before he can be called a man

Chronology

The Red Krayola
- Mayo Thompson - vocals
- ? - guitar
- Albert Oehlen - electronics, drum machine

Interpretations

Quotes Bob Dylan's 1962 song "Blowin' in the Wind"

Live recordings

Show
The Red Krayola in Tokyo	partial, video
January 11, 1995
August 2, 1995

References