The Parrot and the Monkey
(by Igor Koyfman)

A sinful life I have led
But it earned me buttered bread
And that's really what matters
In the end

I am washing my hands
But I'd like to make amends
To the two of my dearest
Of friends

And the parrot will fly back to the jungle
And the monkey will follow his example
They'll be happy like pirates at a tavern
When debauch starts to turn into a rumble

I have nothing to say
Let them be on their way
I just hope they don't end up
As prey

I have treasures untold
Spices, jewels, silk and gold
But they bring me no happiness
At all

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