Therapy - Rock You Monkeys lyrics

I want the high life I want bananas I want a brother and sister in Havana I wanna get laid by the C.I.A. I'm on my way to the U.S.A. I want a green card I want freedom Take me to your leader 'cos I wanna meet him My people are cold My country is old But my d** are cool And the prices are good so Rock you monkeys Rock you monkeys Rock you monkeys Now get your things and go Away I want c**aine by the barrel I trade it for oil and top camel Life's a gas Life's a b**h f**ed in the a** by a pinko snitch So rock you monkeys Rock you monkeys Rock you monkeys Now get your things and go Rock you monkeys Rock you monkeys Rock you monkeys Now get your things and go Now I'm the president And I like it A fully fledged bible black-belt tyrant The F.B.I. the C.I.A. Oh, f** me, f** me U.S.A. Rock you monkeys Rock you monkeys Rock you monkeys Now get your things and go Rock you monkeys Rock you monkeys Rock you monkeys Now get your things and go Now get your things and go Now get your things and go Now get your things and go