This is a song I wrote with Paul Madigan.
Got a monkey on my back.
And I shake him off back up on the track.
I stand up straight like a kiddo.
I've got a monkey on my back.
And I shake him off back up on the track.
I got a spider patsy
in my eyes.
Waved by the monkey, monkey, bye bye.
I
got a monkey on my back.
And I shake him off back up on the track.
I can stand up straight like a kiddo.
I've got a monkey on my back.
And I shake him off back up on the track.
I got a spider patsy
in my eyes.
Waved by the monkey, monkey, bye bye.
I see you once upon a time in hand-picked cars.
And I see eyes out on stokesmen falling down in bars.
I see nervous businessmen talking to inspectors.
And I see not so fair funny comedians eating up by hecklers.
I got a monkey on my back.
And I shake him off back up on the track.
I got a monkey on my back.
And I shake him off back up on the track.
I got a spider patsy in my eyes.
Waved by the monkey, monkey, bye bye.
See the big boy with biceps now he's 21.
Well,
they had him on long deal since he was not much fun.
They kept him out of prison by chucking him in the bin.
Well,
move along,
catch a t-boy,
jump up and get him.
I
got a monkey on my back.
And I shake him off back up on the track.
I got a monkey on my back.
And I shake him off back up on the track.
I got a monkey on my back.
I got a monkey on my back.