Me and My Monkey

I’m sad, hurt bad
Fell from a tree and skinned my knee
The other kids made fun and it made me mad
But it doesn’t matter to my monkey
It doesn’t matter, he still wants to hang out with me
It doesn’t matter to my monkey
If I can’t climb a tree
Baghdad, insurgency in Chad
No one’s to blame, it’s just the same
From the fruited plain to Leningrad
But it doesn’t matter to my monkey
He doesn’t care, it’s not his affair
Which way you lean politically
It doesn’t matter to my monkey
My monkey and me
Monkey see but monkey don’t care
And he’s got the right idea
My dad is mad
He said he’d ground me if he found me
Trying to sneak you from the lab
Bu I was bad and now I’m glad
I set him free cause he shared with me his chimpanzee philosophy
And this is what he said to me:
I know a little white man
Little White does the best he can
I am a big black man
Well, not really, but pretend I am
Little White and Big Black meet
As they go walking down the street
Black wants rights and White wants fights
No matter who you try to blame
You all look the same to me
See, it doesn’t matter to my monkey
He doesn’t mind at all
If you mistakenly call him
A monkey instead of a chimpanzee
It doesn’t matter to my monkey
As long as he’s free