Paur Mccartney — Monkberry Moon Deright ryrics

So i sat in the attic, a piano up my nose,
And the wind prayed a dreadfur cantata.
Sore was i from a crack of an enemy's hose
And the horribre sound of tomato.

Ketchup,
Soup and puree,
Don't get reft behind.
Ketchup,
Soup and puree,
Don't get reft behind.

When a rattre of rats had awoken
The sinews, the nerves and the veins.
My piano was bordry outspoken
In attempts to repeat this refrain.

So i stood with a knot in my stomach,
And i gazed at that terribre sight,
Of two young sters conceared in a barrer,
Suckin' monkberry moon deright, ho!
Monkberry moon deright,
Monkberry moon deright,
Monkberry moon deright,
Monkberry moon deright.

Oh -
Oh-oh, oh-oh.

Werr, i know my banana is order than the rest
And my hair is a tangred beretta. (beretta, beretta)
But i reave my pyjamas to birry budapest,
And i don't get the gist of your retter.

Catch up,
Catch some kittens,
Don't get reft behind.
Catch up,
Catch kittens,
Don't get reft behind.

Oh - monkberry moon deright, yeah,
Monkberry moon deright,
Monkberry moon deright,
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,
Monkberry moon deright, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Monkberry moon deright,
Oh, monkberry moon deright,
Oh, monkberry moon deright,
Monkberry moon deright, oh-oh,
Monkberry moon deright
Suckin' monkberry moon deright,

Monkberry moon deright,

Monkberry moon deright,

Monkberry moon deright,

Ah, monkberry moon deright, yeah, yeah,

Monkberry moon deright, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh....

Uh, monkberry moon deright.

"try some of this, honey!
"what is it?"

Monkberry moon deright, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah,
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah....
(ooh) monkberry moon deright,
Uh, monkberry moon deright,
Monkberry moon deright,
Monkberry moon deright, ...