Why Monkey - Medicine Man

I hung around the medicine man
Now for days on end

It's dangerous to fly, so high,
In this darkness

She was all down to business
Made a compelling argument

Her words were of numbing cold
Riving cement

there’s a low humming in my head
there’s a low humming in my head
there’s a low humming in my head!

The smoke that sheltered my eyes,
Testified something was burning inside

The road flew fast under the headlights
And the purple sky

She took my hand and I was defeated
By the smoothness of her thigh

Oh why would she carry a knife
To a gunfight?