A Junkies Lament — текст песни (James Taylor)

Rickys been kicking the gong

Lickety split didnt take too long

A junkies sick

A monkeys strong

Thats whats wrong



Well, I guess hes been messing around downtown

So sad to see the man losing ground

Winding down behind closed doors

On all fours



Mama, dont you call him my name

He cant hear you anymore

And even if he seems the same to you

Thats a stranger to your door

Ask him whats he come here for



Oh my god, a monkey can move a man

Send him to hell

And home again

With an empty hand in the afternoon

Shooting for the moon



Its halfway sick

And its halfway stoned

Hed sure like to kick

But its too far gone

They wind him down with the methadone

Hes all on his own



But baby, dont you throw your love away

I hate to seem unkind

Its only that I understand the man

That the monkey can leave behind

I used to think he was a friend of mine