The Problem

When the chimp on the tree

Shakes his fist at me

You know I love it

Cause it means that much to me

And my nutts knows it's not

In a bid to reach the top

There is no other

'Cause it means that much to you

Cause you'll be free

To guess

Again, you'll see

And there'll be work

That they tell you to do

But if you don't care a lot

If the world just hits the spot

You'll be out again

By christmas time next year

Just be sure when your not

Of the "i" that doesn't dot

When your young

Nothings hard to pick that clean

Feel my meaning