Monkey Off My Back

With no more monkey To rid of my back, Lighter, Freer, Flying, With no more threat of the evil ‘tis easier to last, when there’s no attack. Without the call, Heeded when the siren sings, Happier, Gayer, Younger, Without a betraying thought, ‘tis easy to turn away when the last call rings. And with no more gray Without fighting to see the light, Seeing, Hearing, Being, Without hiding my face, ‘tis easy to live again, when you finally escape the fright