Monkey In My Chair Lyrics

There is a free-floating guise
fucking the back of my head
drill holes in the sky
the color of lead

we of the great appetite
the grit and the road
tore a hole in the ass of our jeans
overfed and alone

there is a monkey in my chair
there is a monkey in my chair
somebody turned out the lights
there is a monkey in my chair


(Thanks to stephanie beurgen for these lyrics)