You march to your mailbox on the first
You march to the liquor store to quench your thirst
You march to your neighbor's house
To buy crack, you march to your sister's room on the way back

Million Monkey March, you're a fucking spook
Million Monkey March, you're a fucking spook

You march to college to fall asleep
You go there for free due to quotas they keep
You march to Washington
To get on the news
You mug for the cameras held by the Jews

Million Monkey March, you're a fucking spook
Million Monkey March, you're a fucking spook