Monkey in a cage
Cries in fits of rage
When deprived of simple touch
all of the white coats gauged
Do they understand?
Do they see that man?
Who's king of all the monkeys true
yet true too that each man is caged
Afraid it's not your style
Afraid it's not right
Afraid of coming on too strong
All of my teachers say watch your distance
That's true but i need some touch
Cats and dogs the same
Never ask my name
Come to me and freely touch
and I'll freely touch then too
How can this be so?
That I'd be afraid of Joe
Afraid it's not your style
Afraid it's not right
Afraid of coming on too strong
afraid to seem do-do...do do do do do....
How can this be so?
That I'd be afraid of Joe
he and me will always be
afraid of what we need the most
Afraid it's not your style
Afraid it's not right
That's what my teachers say
That's what they learned
That's how I'm going to live
