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Junta


Artist: Phish
Genres: Rock
Total songs: 8
Year: 1988

Fee Lyrics - Junta - Phish

In the cool shade of the banana tree 

On the rugged trail toward the balcony 

A child of the twentieth century 

A dried up Goliath and a weasel named Fee 

 

Far away in another place 

A fading beauty named Milly Grace 

And a bamboo cane to help her keep the pace 

 

Fee was a Buddhist prodigy 

Long past the age of maturity 

Someday he knew it would set him free 

Like it did for Floyd the chimpanzee 

 

Oh, Fee, you're trying to live a life 

That's completely free. 

You're racing with the wind 

You're flirting with death 

So have a cup of coffee 

And catch your breath 

 

Fee first met Milly in a bar in Peru 

His heart was jumping like a kangaroo 

Like a beast in a cage in an old Dutch zoo 

It was hopping and thumping in wooden shoes 

 

But Floyd was jealous and alone 

He wanted Milly for his own 

A desperate craving in his bones 

"Their love", he said, "I will not condone." 

 

Then one day on a ship to Quebec 

Floyd found Milly on a lover's trek 

He picked up a bottle and broke off the neck 

It sliced through the air, and Fee hit the deck 

 

Oh, Fee, you're trying to live a life 

That's completely free 

You want to stay with Milly 

Until you're dead 

But you just got a bottle 

Upside your head 

 

Milly turned and began to scream at Floyd 

said "You think you're pretty mean" 

And though she was as thin as a small string bean 

She slammed him in the face with a nectarine 

 

Floyd fell back over the edge of the ship 

Till he hung from the rail by his fingertip 

said, "Floyd I'll make you lose your grip 

With this tiny piece of paper I can make you slip" 

 

So Milly took that paper and did the deed 

Floyd hit the water with astonishing speed 

And as the sharks circled and began to feed 

Milly knew her weasel was finally free 

 

Oh, Fee, you're trying to live a life 

That's completely free 

Floyd is dead; he's nothing but a ripple 

Cause Milly took that paper 

And sliced him on the nipple 

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