I was a wild boy
and a devilish
monkey,
I saw
a butcher
knife
and it became
a toy
I tried
to stick
it in an
electrical
outlet
and my
dad quite
terrified
nearly
cut
my fingers
off,
prying
it from
my
hand,
something
that the
scars will
always remind
me of,
oh
yeah
I was a wild boy
and a monkey,
I learned how
to climb
and made it
to the flat
summit
of the
refrigerator
when I was
two,
knocking
everything
off
of
it,
I never
knew
what
anger
was,
until I
heard
my dad
yell for
the
first
time,
oh yeah I
was a wild
boy and
a
monkey
I would
eat
everything in
the house
and then
throw
it
up,
my
favorite thing
to do was
climb on
the
roof,
oh yes
I was
quite
a
macaque,
I talked
the neighbor
kid into
playing
with
matches
and we
accidentally
lit his
yard on
fire
oh yeah
I was
a
wild
boy
and
a
monkey,
I would sneak
out of the house
and go on long
walks
for hours
stealing
cool shit
from
back yards
for hours,
and then,
my dad
would make
me return
everything
that I stole,
oh yeah
I was a
wild boy
and a monkey,
my parents
got divorced
one day and
my mother
took us
to live far
away from
my dad,
one day
after watching
Violent movies
on tv
I went
out
and pulled
a knife
out on
another
kid,
oh yeah
I was a
wild boy
and a
monkey,
but I did
get a
spankin'
a couple
of
months
later,
I hit a
boy
with
a bat,
I was not
even
seven
yet,
I went
to live
with my
dad
and my
stepmother
and
met the
iron fist,
and I
Was still
a wild boy
and a monkey,
but I had
really,
really
good
handlers
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