Day of the Monkey - Lilys

Oh, you really got it good

Heave every cup of tea

For throwing back at me

The fact I take too long

When all my good is gone

I’ll be on my way

Rewind and erase

When we’re riding on, deciding

I could always look a hypocrite, baby

Pay no mind, you might call me

Oh, you really got it good

Disaster follows me

You and your family tree

You all are very wrong

When all my good is gone

I’ll be on my way

Rewind and erase

When they’re riding, non-deciding

I could always look a hypocrite, baby

Play your mind, you might call me

Simon said enough for years to come

Now I’m done for a while

Until I feel that I

Would like to try again

Don’t think I’ll try again