I slept sound, but now I fear
Now I'm awake, I wish I wasn't
My bed is nowhere near
Its space, fixate on that because then
The bliss of ignorance
Is certain to remain in my brain
What's wrong? What's wrong is this:
I'm now a primate

Some dicks out there assume
That I'm a twit, and so they'll mention
That humans are primates too
A technic'lly right definition
But I'd still say "piss off"
Cause human flesh? No longer mine, lame
Got fur on all my limbs
Somehow a primate

Sure, I can climb much higher, cool
Picking things up with my feet? That rules
I haven't lost my mental clout
Although I can't spit English out
Can't speak at all, that's kinda balls
Like standard primates

I'm pissed, I'm mad, I cried
Those other chimps find me amusing
And then out there I can spy
Mankind, which has me here fuming
If this was jungle land
I could retain sanity, I hate
The whole zoo thing, you see
One angry primate

No longer a man, that's simply wrong
I'm still myself, hope that lasts long
With ev'ry damn banana peel
Identity shows cracks, I feel
I won't stoop low, no poop I'll throw
Soul's not a primate
Yes, I'm no primate