Tweeter And The Monkey Man Lyrics - Singles - Headstones

Tweeter and the Monkey Man 

Were hot up for cash 

They stayed up all night 

Smoking cocaine and hash 

With an undercover cop 

Who had a sister named Jan 

For reasons unexplained 

She loved the Monkey Man 

Tweeter was a Boy Scout 

'Course he went to Vietnam 

Found out the hard way 

Nobody gives a damn 

You know that they'd find freedom 

Just across the Jersey line 

Hopped into a stolen car 

Took Highway 99 

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When the walls came down 

All the way to hell 

Never saw them when they standin' 

Never saw them when they fell 

The undercover cop 

He never liked the Monkey Man 

Even back in high school 

Wanted to see him in the can 

Jan got married at fourteen 

To a racketeer named Bill 

Made secret plans with the Monkey Man 

From a mansion on the hill 

Was out on Thunder Road 

Tweeter at the wheel 

Pulled into paradise 

You could hear the tires squeal 

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It was Jan who'd told me many times 

"It was you to me who'd taught 

In Kingston everything's legal, man 

As long as you don't get caught" 

When the walls came down 

All the way to hell 

Never saw them when they standin' 

Never saw them when they fell 

A place by Rahway prison 

We ran out of gas 

The undercover cop cornered us 

Said he didn't think that this would last 

Jan jumped up outta bed 

Said, "There's some place I gotta go" 

Took the gun out of the drawer 

Said, "It's best that you don't know" 

An ambulance rolled up 

State Trooper close behind 

Tweeter pulled his gun away 

And messed up his mind 

The undercover cop was found 

Face down in a field 

The Monkey Man on a river bridge 

Using Tweeter as a shield 

When the walls came down 

All the way to hell 

Never saw them when they standin' 

Never saw them when they fell 

The town of Kansas City 

Quieting down again 

I'm sitting in a gambling club 

Called The Lion's Den 

The TV set is blown up 

Every bit of it is gone 

Ever since the night when they showed 

That the Monkey Man was on 

Maybe I'll go to Florida 

Set myself some sun 

Ain't no more opportunity here 

And everything's been done 

Sometimes I think of Tweeter 

Sometimes I think of Jan 

Sometimes I don't think about nothin' 

But the Monkey Man 

When the walls came down 

All the way to hell 

Never saw them when they standin' 

Never saw them when they fell