Best that you forget me   Cause I talk too much    And all the like of such    All the time    Got a merciful mind    Is a streaking giraffe    Costing four cents a pound    If you lay on the ground    A monkey jumps on your back    Hey, there's nothing you lack    Except a big red sack    To put your head in    And leave it there    For centuries to spit on    They scream from the mountains    I can't hear your ear    There's all in the way    Those movies are ugly