Sometimes I'm just the monkey
Just the Organ Grinder's pet
I hold my cup into the air
Then solemnly I let
The coins fall in like magic
With their resounding clink
The Law's the coin behind my thoughts
It gives me what I think
And if I'm very careful with
The cup that I hold out
I will like the changes that
Are sure to come about
And when the change is given
I become so happy that
With a twinkle in my eyes
I quickly tip my hat
And once the show is over
And the last coin's in my cup
The Organ Grinder will reach down
And slowly pick me up
Away we'll walk together, then
My Partner and me
To form a brand new circle
And a brand new destiny
