笨小笨Apes With Money (feat. The Story Is Everything)歌词由PJ Voorhees&The Story Is Everything演唱，出自专辑《Primate》，下面是《Apes With Money (feat. The Story Is Everything)》完整版歌词！
Apes With Money (feat. The Story Is Everything)歌词完整版
Not long ago, I was an ape in the forest
And now I use the forest to write
The forest was made into thin blank sheets
And wooden shells to hold Graphite
I use pieces of my forest
To tell stories and complain
About the very factories
That turned the jungle into a page
And then I send my treatise
To a building made of wood
To be plastered on more paper
And spread throughout my neighborhood
You don’t see apes with money
Arguing about its use
They can still live happy jungle lives
In wild reserves and zoos
And if we hadn't made fire
Or those steam-powered machines
Maybe I could know my roots
The roots of towering jungle trees
Oh you don't see apes with money
Or telephones or cars
Unless you turn on the television
And you're looking really hard
'Cause as the politicians argue
And mold society like putty
If you analyze their faces
They could just be apes with money
Last week my neighbor plucked fleas off of my back
Now he won't shut up about tax
He said something like, "My dollars won't go towards the poor,
I won't cut them any slack"
I had never heard of socialists living in the treetops
No economic systems, we had simpler needs and wants
We made tools and language, and left the primitive life
Evolved till we regressed and somehow then became more ape-like
Yet, you don't see apes with money
Hoarding capital excess
Buying public approval
To be the next president of the forest
Had we just stayed one with nature
And not invented our own
We wouldn't need to fight
About the property we can own
Oh you don't see apes with money
So where did we go wrong?
Were we meant to go astray this way
Was it our fate all along?
And folks will look in zoos
And say "Those creatures sure are funny"
But as sophisticated as we are
We're mostly apes with money
All your cash is phony
And concrete issues don't touch on money
'Cause if we're starving in the desert, then our bank accounts are null
And the stock market's always been mostly bull
People are fighting over nothing in the first world
Crypto and credit and coins and bills
And a new fake system gets invented every day
And when you puff your chest in anger, you resemble an ape
Because you're just an ape with money
Assigning value to nothing
And there's nothing so simple, yet so complex
As the mind of a human being
It all traces back to fire
Agriculture and stone tools
We made culture, we saw God
And we created useless rules
But you're just an ape with money.
