Pete Droge - Two Steppin' Monkey Lyrics
With your sunspot stopwatch renegade savior stancesYou say you take your chancesOr else you break your branches as you climb to that top shelf, tuna melt buckle up yourseat beltRickie Lee Jonesand everything you think you ownIs fool's gold and ancient fossil stonesYou got more than you need but you need a lot more than some doLook at your cigarette burn throughThe things you can't undo if you tryWell that's tough luck King Tut... Daffy Duck never got old babeThey'll bury you with gold yeahIs that enough to hold you for today.I got to hand it to you, why do you do what you doIt's times like this I'm glad that I ain't youYou think you got the devil on retreat but he's back up on his feet and he's looking for you.With your monkey wrench you dig a trench, don't you see the lights they're shiningShut up and quit your whiningFour star restaurants dining in the shadeThen your mini skirt'll hit the dirt and baby you'll be crying and bleedingyou'll bite the hand that's feedingand then you're back there pleading for your soul.I got to hand it to you, why do you do what you doIt's times like this I'm glad I ain't youYou think you got the devil on retreat, but he's back up on his feet and he's looking foryou.
