Macaque Lyrics

There's a philosopher I once met
He showed me many things
He told me things of the world
His face was unusual
But it could tell a story with rich
Detail...in rich detail

Sometimes eating
Sometimes eyes closed
There was always that face
And it's knowledge of things
He never spoke
He needed not to
He needed not to

He sits in a zoo in North America
Has no other in his habitat
He's originally from west Africa
West Africa
West Africa
West Africa

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