by GFLee
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by GFLee
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I have this monkey on my back I dare not even mention its name But it clambered aboard sometime back On the road to my El Alamein My sweetheart she swore it was a poison Turning my blood into brine But I knew for a fact that behind my back It was you on my track all the time I caught this disease from the bottle and the bed but to them I assign no blame They were only performing their duty It was I who fell into the flame It was I who drank from the irrigation ditch It was I who buckled up in pain Now I dither & I ache & I drag my feet Come hail sleet sunshine or rain So come along here mister! Put your tiny conscience to rest It was I who ascended your sister It was I who attended her breast It was I who knelt before the graven image It was I who did murder her ghost But it hurt so much just to love her (You hurt the ones you love the most) Well now we are sitting at separate tables Somehow things just aren`t quite the same! But I wish you well and I wish you luck And I drink to your health just the same And I drink to the names of the ones who have died To be washed away into the rain But I`m damned if I do and I`m damned if I don`t even mention your Holy Name If thine offends thee,pluck it out If it bothers thee,throw it away Rip it out quick and clean by the root Don`t crawl back to me the next day For I have this monkey on my back Its webbed fingers they cover my eyes Heck its scratching its track in the small of my back And cutting me right down to size
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