Tweeter And The Monkey Man Lyrics

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 Monkey Man.

Tweeter was a
Boy Scout 'fore 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.

The Undercover Cop never
liked the Monkey Man,
Even back in childhood he wanted to see him in the
can.
Jan got married at fourteen to a racketeer named Bill,
She made
secret calls to the Monkey Man from a mansion on the hill.

It was out on
Thunder Road, Tweeter at the wheel,
They crashed into paradise, they could
hear them tires squeal.
The Undercover Cop pulled up and said "Everyone of
you's a liar,
If you don't surrender now it's gonna go down to the
wire."

And the walls came down,
All the way to hell.
Never saw
them when they're standing,
Never saw them when they fell.

An
ambulance rolled up, a state-trooper close behind,
Tweeter took his gun away
and messed up his mind.
The Undercover Cop was left tied up to a
tree,
Near the souvenir stand, by the old abandoned factory.

Next day
the Undercover Cop was hot in pursuit,
He was taking the whole thing
personal, he didn't care about the loot.
Jan had told him many times, "It
was you to me who taught
In Jersey anything's legal, as long as you don't
get caught".

And the walls came down,
All the way to hell.
Never
saw them when they're standing,
Never saw them when they fell.

Some
place by Rahwey Prison they ran out of gas,
The Undercover Cop had cornered
them, said,
"Boy you didn't think this could last?"
Jan jumped out of
bed, said, "There's someplace I gotta go".
She took the gun out of the
drawer, said, "It's best that you don't know".

The Undercover Cop was
found face down in a field,
The Monkey Man was on the river bridge, using
Tweeter as a shield.
Jan said to the Monkey Man, "I'm not fooled by
Tweeter's curl,
I knew him long before he became a Jersey Girl."

And
the walls came down,
All the way to hell.
Never saw them when they're
standing,
Never saw them when they fell.

Now the town of Jersey City
is quieting down again,
I'm sitting in a gambling club called the Lion's
Den.
The TV set was blown up, every bit of it is gone,
Ever since the
nightly news showed that the Monkey Man was on.

I guess I'll go to
Florida and get myself some sun,
There ain't no more opportunity here,
everything's been done.
Sometimes I think of Tweeter, sometimes I think of
Jan,
Sometimes I don't think about nothing but the Monkey Man.

And
the walls came down,
All the way to hell.
Never saw them when they're
standing,
Never saw them when they fell.