Headstones – Tweeter and the Monkey Man

Tweeter and the Monkeyman were
Hard up for cash
They stayed up all night
Setting cocaine and hash
To an undercover cop
Who had a sister named Jan
For reasons unexplained,
She loved the Monkeyman
Tweeter was a boyscout
Course he went to Vietnam
Found out the hard way
Nobody gives a damn
They knew that they found that freedom
Just across the Jersey line
Hopped into a stolen car
And took highway 99

When the walls came down
All the way to hell
Never saw them when they standin’
Never saw them when they fell

The undercover cop never liked Monkeyman
Even back in high school he wanted to see him in the can
Jan got married at fourteen
To a racketeer named Bill
Made secret plans with the Monkeyman
From a mansion on a hill
It was out on Thunder road
Tweeter at the wheel
Pulled into paradise
You could hear the tires squeal
Cause Jan told me many times before
It was you to me who taught
In Kingston everything’s legal man
As long as you don’t get caught
When the walls came down some place by Rathway prison
They ran outta gas
The undercover copy has cornered them said
“Ya didn’t think that this could last”
Jan humped up outta bed said “There’s someplace I gotta go”
She took a gun out of the drawer said
“It’s best that you don’t know”
An ambulance rode up state
Trooper close behind
Tweeter pulled his gun away
And messed up his mind
The undercover cop was found face down in a field
The Monkeyman was on the river bridge
Using Tweeter as a shield
When the walls came down…
The town of Jersey city it’s quieted down again
I’m sittin’ in a gamblin’ club called The Lions Den
The TV set is blown up
Every bit of it is gone
Ever since the show when the Monkeyman 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 nothin’
But the Monkeyman
When the walls came down…

Released: 06-01-1993