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la letra fue ideada por McCartney al oír a sus hijos decirle “Monk“ a la leche en vez de Milk, como es en inglés, y el nombre nació de esa idea de llamar a la bebida que Linda McCartney les preparaba con leche. So I sat in the attic, a piano up my nose And the wind played a dreadful cantata (cantata, cantata) Sore was I from a crack of an enemy's hose And the horrible sound of tomato (tomato, tomato) Catch up (catch up) Super fury Don't get left behind (get left behind) Catch up (catch up) Super fury (super fury) Don't get left behind (get left behind, get left behind, get left behind) When a rattle of rats had awoken The sinews, the nerves and the veins My piano was boldly outspoken In attempts to repeat this refrain So I stood with a knot in my stomach And I gazed at that terrible sight Of two youngsters concealed in a barrel Smoking monkberry moon delight (om pah om pah pah) ho Monkberry moon delig
