They prosecuted some poor sucker in these United States
  For teaching that man descended from the apes
  They coulda settled that case without a fuss or fight
  If they'd seen me chasin' you, sugar, through the jungle last night
  They'da called in that jury and a one two three said
  Part man, part monkey, definitely
    Well the church bell rings from the corner steeple
  Man in a monkey suit swears he'll do no evil
  Offers his lover's prayer but his soul lies
  Dark and driftin' and unsatisfied
  Well hey bartender, tell me whaddaya see
  Part man, part monkey, looks like to me
    Well the night is dark, the moon is full
  The flowers of romance exert their pull
  We talk awhile, my fingers slip
  I'm hard and crackling like a whip
    Well did God make man in a breath of holy fire
  Or did he crawl on up out of the muck and mire
  Well the man on the street believes what the bible tells him so
  Well you can ask me, mister, because I know
  Tell them soul-suckin' preachers to come on down and see
  Part man, part monkey, baby that's me