The Flower Kings / Monkey Business

I'm not a monkey anymore
I built a new house that touched the sky
I'm not a monkey anymore
I've strengthened my back and that's a fact
Keep my eye on a new horizon
Where sex and violence is my sugar and spice
I'm not a loser anymore
From second to first just to quench my thirst
I'm not a loser anymore
My hands on the wheel, all dressed in steel
Keep my mind on a higher ground
While the primal instincts are going down
Looking at all God's creatures
I am not the brightest one
One in an angry crowd
Come down to wave the gun
To wave the gun, yeah
I'm not a fighter anymore
I bet six high and I leave them scorned
I'm not a fighter anymore
I'm right at the peak and I walk out the door
Now I'm building a new religion
It's me and I, so help yourself
I'm not a hunter anymore
I have dinner at eight, then time for rape
I'm not a hunter anymore
I wrote the law but my feet got claws
Now I crawl in the mud to get back home
To the flesh at dawn
Looking at all God's creatures
I am not the brightest one
One in an angry crowd
Come down to wave the gun