In a city full of apes I'm the king
’Cause I sing for the masses with a crooked grimace
The females screech, all the apes jump
Sweet thing that I'm the hip ape
I hang out, got a wicked day
A couple primates and a keg of Havana Club
I pose, got style in front of the camera
And make lots of banana-na-na-na-na
With my ape power I celebrate street bangers
Chicks get neck shivers
Their dudes get pissed
I flip a bus for her
Stand in the sun and drum on my chest
Red fur, fat head, look like a young god
Moms lock up, mares bolt at a gallop
I see a blonde woman, snatch her from the balcony
And she strokes me all night long
Everything's colorful, loud and blinking
City full of apes is packed and stinks
Smog in my lungs, I'm high and grinning
I climb a house and you hear me sing
Everything's colorful, loud and blinking
City full of apes is packed and stinks
We party for no reason, come smoke and drink
The party's a hit, we're deaf and blind
In a city full of apes it's loud and it stinks
Everything blinks, you go deaf and blind
We party hard, I smoke and drink
Apes party even when they're sad
A harsh wind blows through the city
You meet packs of young dogs that are pissed
They've got too much time, the yappers look for fights
I make sure I'm on the wall by the count of three
Thousand tons of pigeon sh*t, everything's gray and filthy
Every piece of trash poured into their mouths
The apes get lazy and fat
You're not fit and you get eaten
Unchewed, briefly digested and forgotten forever
I don't care, I can't with the dirt
And I can't without it either
I'm hyped like a bunch of kids without supervision
I climb the TV tower and enjoy the view
Everything's colorful, loud and blinking
City full of apes is packed and stinks
Smog in my lungs, I'm high and grinning
I climb a house and you hear me sing
Everything's colorful, loud and blinking
City full of apes is packed and stinks
We party for no reason, come smoke and drink
The party's a hit, we're deaf and blind
Get out of his flight path
He swings round the block, needs plenty of room
He steals the neon letters off the shops
Writes his first and last name into the night
From Neukölln up to Ku'damm
He does the ape and you want encores
A primate doesn't need a job
A city ape's gotta have the city in his blood