Lyrics:

Tweeter and the Monkey Man were hard up for cash They stayed up all night selling cocaine and hash To an undercover cop who had a sister named Jan For reasons unexplained she loved the Monkey Man Tweeter was a Boy Scout, 'course he went to Viet Nam Found out the hard way nobody gives a damn Thought that they'd find freedom just across the Jersey line Hopped into a stolen car, took Highway 99 And the walls came down All the way to hell Never saw them when they standin' Never saw them when they fell The undercover cop, he never liked the Monkey Man Even back in high school, wanted to see him in the can Jan got married at fourteen to a racketeer named Bill Made secret plans with the Monkey Man from a mansion on the hill It was out on Thunder Road, Tweeter at the wheel Pulled into paradise, you could hear the tires squeal It was Jan who'd told him many times,