Ricky's been kicking the gong Lickety split didn't take too long A junkie's sick A monkey's strong That's what's wrong
Well, I guess he's been messing around downtown So sad to see the man losing ground Winding down behind closed doors On all fours
Mama, don't you call him my name He can't hear you anymore And even if he seems the same to you That's a stranger to your door Ask him what's he come here for
Oh my god, a monkey can move a man Send him to hell And home again With an empty hand in the afternoon Shooting for the moon
It's halfway sick And it's halfway stoned He'd sure like to kick But it's too far gone They wind him down with the methadone He's all on his own
But baby, don't you throw your love away I hate to seem unkind It's only that I understand the man That the monkey can leave behind I used to think he was a friend of mine