Tweeter and the Monkey Man

Tweeter and the Monkey Man were hard up for cash                                                                    They stayed up all night selling cocaine and hash                                                                            To an undercover cop who had a sister named Jan                                                                        For reasons unexplained she loved the MonkeyMan

Tweeter was a boy scout before she went to Vietnam                                                                   And found out the hard way nobody gives a damn                                                                       They knew that they found freedom just across the Jersey Line                                                      So they hopped into a stolen car took Highway 99

And the walls came down all the way to hell                                                                               Never saw them when they're standing                                                                                      Never saw them when they fell                                                                                                 (Sennilega aš mestu eftir Dylan)

 


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