Full of Monkeys
Jimmy Flemion, Dennis Flemion
Now, now, now it’s alright
There’s been a change overnight
Well I’ll be a be a monkey’s uncle
You just might have to be
The white house is filled with monkeys
If they can’t read, how can they run the country?
If they can’t write, they belong in the country
If they can’t spell, to the zoo they will go
G-o-o
In the oval office
President swings from his tire
He’s got an idea
He’ll make this place match his face
The black house is full of monkeys
If they can’t vote, how can they pick a banana?
If they can’t count, how can they peel a banana?
If they can’t spell b-a-n-a-n-a
If they can’t read, how can they run the country?
If they can’t write, they belong in the country
If they can’t spell to the zoo they will go
Z-o-o