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 (chorus)cause you're another person without a name a bumbling burecrat without a brain you're so happy to live in a dream you're a porch monkey so the 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 sittin on their ass (chorus) 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