woe is me well I been dyin' got to get that monkey off my back the fortune teller looked into my eyeballs the wrinkles on her face about to crack she said you best believe it, you ain't goin' nowhere unless you get that monkey off your back well, I made believe the devil made me do it I was the evil leader of the pack you best believe I had it all and then I blew it feedin' that fuckin' monkey on my back ahh, if you put it in a spoon man I would boot it some king whose mental house was just a shack where do you draw the line when all your friends are dyin' got to get that monkey off your back your crystal ball is where you chase the dragon she said now bring me home his head inside a sack but now you find your crystal balls are draggin' got to get that monkey off your back
