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, 'course he went to Vietnam

Found out the hard way nobody gives a damn

They knew that they'd found freedom just across the Jersey Line

Hopped into a stolen car, took Highway 99

And when 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, 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

It was out on Thunder Road, Tweeter at the wheel

Pulled into paradise, you could hear the tires squeal

It was Jan who'd told him 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're standing

Never saw them when they fell

A place by Rahway prison, they ran out of gas

The undercover cop cornered em said, you didn't think that this could last

Jan jumped up out of bed said, there's some place I gotta go

She took a gun out of the drawer, said it's best that you don't know

An ambulance rolled up, state trooper close behind

Tweeter put his gun away and messed up his mind

The undercover cop was found facedown in a field

The Monkey Man was on the river-bridge using Tweeter as a shield

When the walls came down

All the way to hell

Never saw them when they're standing

Never saw them when they fell

The town of Jersey City is 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, get myself some sun

There 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 nothing but the Monkey Man

And when walls came down

All the way to hell

Never saw them when they standing

Never saw them when they fell