They prosecuted some poor sucker in these United States. for teachin' that man descended from the apes. They coulda settles that case without a fuss or fight. If they'd seen me chasin' you sugar. Thru the jungle last night. They'd a called in that jury and a one two three said. 'Part man part monkey definitely'. Well the church bell rings from the corner steeple. Man in a monkey suit swears he'll do no evil. Offers his lover's prayer but his soul lies. Dark and driftin and unsatisfied. Well hey bartender tell me what'd ya see. Part man part monkey looks like to me. Well the night is dark the moon is full. The flowers of romance exert their pull. We talk a while my fingers slip. I'm hard and cracking like a whip. Well did God make man in a breath of holy fire. Or did he crawl on up out of the muck and mire. Well the man on the street. Believes what the bible tells him so. But you can ask me mister because I know. Tell them soul-suckin' preachers to come on down and see. Part man part monkey baby that's me.