Apple Store Monkey Boy Video (MV)

He spent all night long on a beanbag chair
Looking like a medical jest
Thought he sign me up to some business crap
I couldn't tell by the way he was dressed
That old monkey with the blade
Stashed in his vest
The keys on the organ he played
The Apple store monkey had just come back
I thought they locked his ass in a cage
Now he comes walking down the street
Hat on his head
"Hot sauce his eyes" is what Declan says
The penny jar's mean it's as bad as the rug
But the couldn't drag his ass out of bed
I'm sure he'll plead the fifth again
The jury's stood up to condemn
(And he says)
Now he's got a job
Same old store
Working for a minimum wage
He never acts up, so Steve Jobs won't try to lock his ass up in a cage
But he still lives on
"Suits" by night
Living out his fantasy
The apple store monkey will still live on
For 2001 Space Odysseys
Now he comes walking down the street
Hat on his head
"Hot sauce his eyes" is what Declan says
The penny jar's mean it's as bad as the rug
But the couldn't drag his ass out of bed
I'm sure he'll plead the fifth again
The jury's stood up to condemn
Slide off the butter
Jump on the screen
Echoes of laughter and the dream
Rainbows, zebras, in top hats he gleams
Slippery, white, plastic, zany schemes
Cotton candy clouds are a sweet sticky thing
Everything's possible, burst at the seam
Slide off the butter
Jump on the screen
His echoes of laughter, laugh at me