Mind Gorillas
by: Nikolai

They've come out of your cereal bowl;
They've come to swallow your soul;
Mind Gorillas.

This one's pink, and that one's red;
This one's alive, that one's dead;
Mind Gorillas.

They breed in the sewers beneath the streets;
They're hungry and want your soul for eats;
Mind Gorillas.

They hunger for the finer things,
Like human souls and condor wings;
Mind Gorillas.

Watch out! In whatever you do;
Watch out! 'Cause they're comin' for you;
Mind Gorillas.

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