Monkey stole my face
Took me down to another place
Now I’m leader of their race
Now I’m a monkey king
I’m a monkey king
I’m a tiny little monkey

As I wandered through the jungles of India
All the monkey folk they came to me
And they looked up and said
“Vince Noir, rock and roll star, we need your face.” And I said “why, why do you need my face?”
“Because only then could we truly lead, with a human face and yours is the one we want. Give us it!”

Monkey stole my face
Took me down to another place
Now I’m leader of their race
Now I’m a monkey king
I’m a monkey king
Leader of the apes
Stole my face

“Yeah, check me out! I’m the Jazz pipper!”
“Howard, what are you doing stop it!”
“I’m the jazzy boy, wooo!”
“You’re freaking out”
“I’m the one Vince, check me out, yeah!”
“Howard, please. What’s going on?