Gee, but it's hard when one lowers one's guard to the vultures

But, me, I regard it a torturous hardship that smoulders

Like a peppermint eaten away,

Will I fight, will I swagger or sway?

Hee hee, m'lady, she cries like a baby, scold us,

See her tumbling down, see her tumbling down.



Hail to the monkey, we're having a funky reunion

Wasted and sunk he can only have sunday communion

He's got nicotine stains in his eyes.

He's got nothing to protect but his pride.

All smothered in kiss or be drowned in blissful confusion.

See her tumbling down, see her tumbling down,

See her tumbling down, tumbling down.