INT. BEATNIK BAR – NIGHT
MONKEYS in berets and turtle necks sit at smoky tables and sip espresso.
BEAT MONKEY walks on stage.
BONGO MONKEY on stage right taps out an intro.
The crowd now silent.
BEAT MONKEY
Vine hanging down
Vine hanging low
Vine caught
Vine trip
Vine don't fly me away
Vine wraps
Vine ties
Vine binds
Vine cocoons
Vine spider web
Red nose spider
Suck'n me dry
Taking insides outside
Hair'n skin blows away
Vine won't be swinging me.
Four winds be my ride
I see skies high
The jungle low
Shrinks green to brown
Free of the vines
I cloud to rain
Wash'n the poison
From brother's eyes
Spider falls
Vine dies
Bongo Monkey taps his drum.
All the monkeys in the audience snap their fingers.
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