Corre, Mono, corre

Sirens can be heard, the street is closed
A guy is lying down, with a shot in the face
The debt is settled, the last part of the payment
While at the bar, he chugs one last drink

Run, Monkey, run
They're gonna catch you

The cops know where he's hiding
The Monkey is cornered, and he doesn't give up

Run, Monkey, run
They're gonna catch you