The Picentes or Picentini (Ancient Greek: Πίκεντες, Πικεντῖνοι) were an Italic tribe who lived in Picenum in the northern Adriatic coastal plain of ancient Italy. The endonym, if any, and its language are not known for certain.
The definition of Picenum depends on the time period. The region between the Apennines and the Adriatic Sea south of Ancona (originally a Greek colony) was in Picenum during the entire early historic period. Between Ancona and Rimini to the north the population was multi-ethnic. In the Roman Republic it was Gallia Togata, but the Gauls were known to have combined or supplanted earlier populations. The ager Gallicus, as it was called, was considered both Gaul and Picenum. Under the Roman Empire the coast south of Rimini was united or reunited with the country south of Ancona as Picenum. By then the only language spoken was Latin.
From Ancona southward a language of the Umbrian Group was spoken, today called South Picene. It is attested mainly in inscriptions. Umbrian was an Italic language. North of Ancona around Pesaro a totally different language is attested by four inscriptions, only one of any length, termed for convenience North Picene. The inscriptions are not understood, and it is not possible to ascertain the language's relationships, if any to other languages. Some authors without evidence have given it the Picene tag on the theory that it may represent an original language spoken in all of Picenum south of Rimini.
(here it comes)
Well funky monkey’s in the jungle tonight
They got two by two don’t hear me right
Band playing loudly baby
Gone are the days when the days gone
I said gone
When the monkeys are gone
Gone or dead this is what they said
chorus
Lost Mary
Cries, cries, cries
Yeah she does, yeah baby, that is what she did
Lions sleeps, baby
the lamb surely dies (??)
I just don't want to f*ck you
That’s it
When the jungle sleeps
Is when the monkey shine
I said you do baby ? don’t mind
Back ? are wild
If the deuces left in than the deuces are wild
I said baby, well,
chorus
Lost Mary
Cries, cries, cries
Yeah ?
Lions sleeps, baby
Dies, dies, dies
I just don't want to f*ck you
ooooh, kick it!
solo
Give me some of that
Well dime store cowboy shoot your gun
Knock them mother f*ckers down one by one
Money on up it’s in your face
Gimme no lip or get your face back here
Ooh, got it right
When the monkey don’t sleep
And the money don’t shine