Monster Monkeys - The Boomtown Rats

Hey, Mr. Mojo with your mop-top hair

And your eyes so greedy

With that half-lidded staring

At that hip-cocked lipstuck world

Where nobody cares

It’s a long way down

But I can take you there

(Don't you want me, babe?)

Get out your laptop

Let’s go Google Map scrolling

Gonna get me some streetmap

Going downtown strolling

Gonna scratch hard

For an answer in vain

Written on the tattoos

On that overground train

(Don't you want me, babe?)

Black night in this part of town

You can feed your nightmares

Put your arms around them

Better shake your moneymaker

Gotta pay your rounds

Shake that moneymaker

'Til that last trumpet sounds

(Don't you want me, babe?)

Seven days I wandered

With vomit on my soul

There was blood on the pillows

Cancer in my bones

There was lightning in my headspace

Darkness in my veins

There were monster monsoon monkeys

Suckin' on my brains

(Don't you want me, babe?)