Lyrics: Utopia. Junk Rock.

Can't be late, can't be late for work again
(One million monkeys)
The boys can't wait, the boys can't wait to get started again
(One million monkeys)

My name is music, I see that the music gets done
My name is music, I see that the music gets done
And the apes can't wait to get started again
(One million monkeys)

Look over there, the monkey on a chair
He thinks he's as smart as a computer chip
But he hasn't figured out how to work his mouth

Shorty by the door, beating on the floor
You better not mess with the little thing
He's a real nice guy, 'til you get him riled up

Can't complain, can't complain about working with them
(One million monkeys)
My name is music, I see that the music gets done

My name is music, I see that the music gets done
They go insane, we give them drugs and they're normal again
(One million monkeys)

There's a pretty face, the monkey plunkin' bass
All the lady monkeys wanna jump his monkey bones
But he loses track and his work gets backed up

Monkey on a power trip, monkey with a lot of lip
Thinks, he's in charge of every other monkey
But he still looks cool, even while he's drooling

Lunch is fun, lunch is fun when you're eating with them
(One million monkeys)
My name is music, I see that the music gets done

My name is music, I see that the music gets done
Then back to work, it's back to work while the orders pile in
(One million monkeys)

Is it live or is it Memorex?

Can't be late, can't be late for work again
(One million monkeys)
My name is music, I see that the music gets done
My name is music, I see that the music gets done

My name is music, I see that the music gets done
My name is music, I see that the music gets done
My name is music, I see that the music gets done