Lyrics
Dance monkey, dance You're our favorite fool You'll never make a profit If you're just trying to be cool My arms are getting tired From holding back myself But if I'm not a Harry Styles They're gonna put me on the shelf I have been exhausted Wake up at 12:00 p.m. I wasn't picked for Flog Gnaw Now, I'm waking up at 10 I should've been there The people love me in L.A. But I don't gotta be mad 'Cause next year I'll play at a better time of day I love this Hey, Malcolm Malcolm, good morning Malcolm Todd
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