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