beer's warm
he's cool and calm
dressed for a killin'
down on the farm
one eye choosin' a life for losin'
the other one fixed on mine
the knife goes deep and sure
as it's done so many crimes before
blood a shot of hiss and gurgle
snakin' across the sand
through the land of the lizard clan
got a monkey on my back
dressed like a pope
his daddy too
they crack me up
got a monkey on my back
hands ‘round my throat
they won't let go
they saddle me up again
nailed to a southern cross
thumpin' the table
i'd better call him the boss
the beauty in that beast of bourbon
hasn't quite struck me yet
no it hasn't quite struck me yet
got a monkey on my back
dressed like a pope
his daddy too
they crack me up
got a monkey on my back
hands ‘round my throat
they won't let go
they saddle me up again
saddle me up with a monkey
saddle me up with a monkey
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