Ben Kaimana Diamond / Son Stone

Lyrics

Your medicine balls, I will not throw them
You tilt your head as if to ask me how
You walk away, forever distant
Like the past I know you disavow
And where is your pink monkey now?

You lay there on your satin carpet
Waiting for me to serve you chow
With your short-crop, coffee-colored haircut
Your turtlenecks and disappearing brow
And where is your pink monkey now?

Sitting on your throne, it’s not easy on your bones, and so tiring
Looking for a clown to replace the one you found so uninspiring

You follow me around the neighborhood
You strut so proper like some sacred cow
But those who lay in mud have no respect for you
They knew you when you were just a dirty sow
And where is your pink monkey now?

Waking from the nightmares, hoisting you downstairs, my knees buckling
Waiting for a sign, waddling in line with all the ducklings

One white angel bearing presents,
Three dark servants genuflect and bow
They cautiously approach, their lips puckering
But so much love is more than you allow
And where is your pink monkey now?

I’ve been your first mate and your cabin boy
I’ve swabbed your deck from stern to prow
I know your friend, the one who lays down in the street
You’re just like her, both holier-than-thou
And where is your pink monkey now?