Love Is An Organ Grinder's Monkey

Love is an organ grinder’s monkey
On a three day bender, behind the wheel of a truck
He’s drivin’ down the road no shirt on
He’s flippin’ you the finger
He’s got a bottle full of bloody guts and
a shotgun full of stardust.

And love will shoot you down

Love's no pretty thing, no starry eyes
Love won’t hold your hand or tuck you in for the night
Love will swallow you whole and pick his teeth with your bones
And when you’re done he’ll spit you out and leave you
to clean the mess he’s made of your home.

And love will shoot you down

and in the dark and in the night
and when the moment's feeling ripe
You’ll see the sounds and hear the signs
and you’ll be love’s monkey in no time

Oh you stupid little monkey
Love shot you down