The Monkey On My Back

I've lived the Class A lifestyle for some 25 long years, I've got the scars to prove it and the bloodshot eyes from tears, I spend my days with no one though I'm not alone I'd say, There's a comrade who's behind me and he's never far away, He's always there reminding me and never cuts no slack, Wont you let me introduce you to the monkey on my back, We two have been inseperable since I got on the gear, If I'm honest cant imagine life without my monkey near, He's the only source of comfort I seek out when days are grim, The one that I depend upon best friends now me and him, When there's not a single soul this life of mine with whom to share, Guaranteed I'll turn around to find my monkey friend is there, But this morning I awoke to seek a better life for me, And that means parting company my monkey friend and me, Oh be sure he'll do his utmost to convince me (there's no doubt), That I'll crumble soon as he's not there and cannot live without, His sweet narcotic kisses that do get me through the night, Its true when things aren't great he will appear and make them right, But he's blinded me for long enough the truth now I do see, It's time to build my strength and from my monkey friend break free, So before you do embark on life on Heroin or Crack, Be careful cause you'll end up with a monkey on your back.