I feel bad for Sandra Herold, but if you give Xanax to a 200 pound chimp, you need to be prepared for some fallout...
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Sandra Herold was living good
Sugar Daddy monkey made it in Hollywood
Had a fancy house, a couple of cars
The one day Travis started acting bizarre
So Sandra Herold went to the kitchen
That’s where she fixes her pain
And she reached for the bottle with the tiny pills
The script that eats her brain
She said, my baby is lookin’ down
Maybe this will help him come around
Think again
He’s gonna go insane
Travis was a monkey
A somewhat famous monkey
He wore a diaper
That he shit in
His mommy mixed some tea with Xanax
It pushed him over the edge
The cops were called and now his diaper
Is full of lead
Now everybody knows what happens next
Travis fights a bunch of cops and tries to kill her friend
Gets the whole country in a monkey debate
And leaves a woman with no face
So for everyone who thinks these drugs are nice and safe
Remember little Travis and his fall from grace
And remember his mommy and the tea she brewed
Cuz she was probably trippin’ on Xanax too
Travis was a monkey
A somewhat famous monkey
He wore a diaper
That he shit in
His Mommy mixed some tea with Xanax
It tore his mind to shreds
The cops were called and now his diaper
Is full of lead