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the jungle and hang by his toes
Till they took him to russia cause they could I suppose
They dressed him up in a spacesuit and it started to snow
Shot him off
By day
He's a grease monkey it's true
A slave
Fix your transmission like new
Change oil
Rotate your tires of course
He toils
Under the Flying Red
a lyric he just wrote
The bleatings of a social scapegoat,
Thirty years under the weather at the end of a short tether
It goes

I'm lighter than air I
ache)
You'll taste them (when you're awake)
For at the very break of day
The peanut vendor's on his way
At dawning the whistle blows
(through every
Man has been fooled by his own brain. 
Man's been deceived. 
He's gone insane. 
He's given away his soul.

Exchanged the glory of the immortal
them (when you're awake)
For at the very break of day
The peanut vendor's on his way
At dawning the whistle blows
(through every city, town
all dressed up
In his phoney doctor God get-up
He looked in the camera and fixed his specs
'n gave a little lecture
'bout anal sex

He says it is not
and things you do
They don't understand
It's such a shame
Always ends the same

You can call it love but I don't think it's true
You should know by now
ache)
You'll taste them (when you're awake)
For at the very break of day
The peanut vendor's on his way
At dawning the whistle blows
(through every
diary... the diary of SICK-MAN
Overcome by waves of lechery - one for you sixteen for me
Kill the monkey on his back/he kisses BIG, he kisses BLACK
Profile
lame
And I feel like a feather blowing in a hurricane

I went for a walk in the woods to get away from it all
I was trailed by a woman who was
and old city songs

Hear them, how they talk to me
The organ grinder and his monkey
Still walkin' the same old beat
The shoe-shine boy slappin' leather
James had a look on his face that I couldn't explain
He said,"Man, have you heard the news?"
Ronnie killed Jackie, caught her screwing around
While
I don't smoke, I don't shoot smack
But I got a spicy monkey ridin' on my back.
Don't eat beignets, too much sugar and dough,
But I will play for
something or rattle my name off
Or rattle the first thing from the top of his brain off
So I can blow the fuckin dust off of this chainsaw
And give him
understand
You're not to blame
Always ends the same

You can call it love but I don't think it's true
You should know by now
I'm not the boy for you
You're not
for the underworld and man
Know the end is coming, heed this sign
By the morning star he four horsemen ride
Revelation, the chosen saved
Earth be
man but when the gat is in my hand 
You can bet my monkey ass is comin' out on top 
LA hustlers can't live without money 

So before I make sense I
Mister, have you tickled the witness
He couldn't catch his breath in the storm
Man, you've got to love your position
You're feeding baby food
them (when you're awake)
For at the very break of day
The peanut vendor's on his way
At dawning the whistle blows
(through every city, town
riding through the woods and took her by the hand"

The boss he lay back flat on his bed
He cursed the heat and he clutched his head
He pondered the future
I was walking on the water when I saw a crocodile
He had daisies in his hat, so I stopped him for a while
He delivered me a message, a massage
never bring me to my knees

But everything was changed and run in cycles
And Ned knew that his day was at an end
He made a suit of armour out
controlled by death threats
A man's not a man if he can't take a stand and umm
Confront your foes nigga everybody bleeds
So fuck bowing down to another nigga's
End up in a wake when you fuck with me
You got beef with my man, you got beef with me
I got this semi on me motherfucker, you'll see
Devil ?round