Why Monkey - Medicine Man

I hung around the medicine man Now for days on end

It's dangerous to fly so high In this darkness

She was all down to business Made a compelling argument

Her words were of numbing cold Riving cement

there’s a low humming in my head there’s a low humming in my head there’s a low humming in my HEAD

The smoke that sheltered my eyes testified Something was burning inside

The road flew fast under the headlights And the purple sky

She took my hand and I was defeated By the smoothness of her thigh

Oh Why would she carry a knife To a gun fight?