There was a murder in the neighborhood Somebody shot his wife Look at her Billy lyin' on the ground there She looked absolutely white And we all smelled the tear gas None of us could see It was so exciting None of us could leave How about them bullies in the schoolyard There was nowhere I could run I knew I couldn't lick 'em' Couldn't shoot them with a gun You know they beat me silly That's the way it goes Now I'm seein' bullies Everywhere I go And it's hard time for the monkey boy Hard times for the boy Hard times, when you're looking in the mirror Hard times for the monkey boy My Daddy was a mean man Don't ask me why He liked fighting with my Mama I believe just to see her cry You know she never left him Ah she never did She always used to tell me She did it for the kids He left me in the desert once High noon in the middle of the week Way out in Winslow Arizona We had stopped to take a leak He said he didn't know That I had gotten out
I don't think he would have left me But still I have my doubts And it's hard time for the monkey boy Hard times for the boy Hard times, when you're looking in the mirror Hard times for the monkey boy How about them guineas on the racetrack? They're a tough hard living bunch They like sleeping in the tack room Jack Daniels was their lunch They were always nice to me Kept me out of harm While I was just keeping Away from my Daddy's arm And it's hard time for the monkey boy Hard times for the boy Hard times, when you're looking in the mirror Hard times for the monkey boy I had a blue Schwinn bike It was my joy it was my pride I'd pretend it was a motorcycle Going on a highway ride I would make a great escape Just around the bend The road goes on forever And I'm never seen again And it's hard time for the monkey boy Hard times for the boy Hard times, when you're looking in the mirror Hard times for the monkey boy