MONKEY

You've been my jumper now for too long, and it's time for change

your wearing me out just like I've been wearing you in

I'll tell you something and it's straight from the heart, I'll tell you

I know what I am but do you know what your doing

maybe you'll find your self another piece of lucky in love

maybe you'll see it's not so nice to be so left on the shelf

above it all there is a land of love and hope and glory

though on your back there is a monkey, monkey

Planning a party isn't so nice when you find your best of friends

up in the trees along with everybody else

I'll say just one thing and it's true to the part I'll tell you

I'm finding me, but do you think you'll find yourself

you fly this plane of heartache like a fighter pilot

someday the sky will take you out and you can call it unluck

Above it all there is a land of love and hope and glory

but up on my back there is a monkey ! monkey !

The fuel of glory is an evil if not pleasurable pain

and, if a feeling lights a fire it can hold away the rain

persistent whims are only tears of porous prejudice

the cat, the dog the mouse, the predator the prey the poor, amen.

(c) S.Watts