I'm a fleabit peanut monkey...all my friends are junkies

[Bush_Eats_Beef]

That`s not really true.
I`m a cold Italian pizza, I could use a lemon squeezer
What`d you do?
I`ve been bitten, I`ve been tossed around, by every she-rat in this town
Have you, babe?
Well I am just a monkey man, I`m glad you are a monkey woman too!

I was bitten by a boar, I was gouged and I was gored
But I pulled on through.
Yes, I`m a sack of broken eggs, I always have an unmade bed
Don`t you?
Well I hope we`re not too messianic, or a trifle too satanic
We love to play the blues.
But when I am just a monkey man, I`m glad you are a monkey woman too.



:toast:

[Tandalayo_Scheisskopf]

1. Someday...

I will regale you all with the story of the time that Keef visited The Specials, in their dressing room, when The Specials were doing SNL.

Oh man. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh man. What an evening. Gah. :crazy:

[Bush_Eats_Beef]

2. Gotta hear that one.

San Francisco's "KSAN" was the nation's greatest progressive FM radio station when the Specials were in their prime, so I heard mega-doses of their stuff. Every once in a while, "Ghost Town" pops into my head for no apparent reason. Killer, KILLER song.

:toast:

[catzies]

3. You have to tell us! Before those brain cells die!

My mom, who as a result of her prodigious chemical appetites is beyond fried (we call her "crispy"), says "Here I am, at the end of my life, and I don't remember most of it."

[Tandalayo_Scheisskopf]

5. I remember EVERYTHING.

Both a blessing and a curse.

[dean_dem]

4. What's the difference between Keith Richards and a Street Junkie?

A: About 10 million dollars.

[RagingInMiami]

6. I love that song

Great guitar riffs