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Tweeter and the Monkey Man were hard up for cashThey stayed up all night selling cocaine and hash To an undercover cop who had a sister named Jan For reasons unexplained she loved the Monkey ManTweeter was a Boy Scout ‘fore she went to VietnamAnd found out the hard way, nobody gives a damn They knew that they found freedom just across the Jersey line So they hopped into a stolen car, took Highway 99And the walls came downAll the way to hell Never saw them when they’re standing Never saw them when they fellThe undercover cop never liked the Monkey ManEven back in childhood he wanted to see him in the can Jan got married at fourteen to a racketeer named Bill She made secret calls to the Monkey Man from a mansion on the hillIt was out on Thunder Road, Tweeter at the wheelThey crashed into paradise, they could hear them tires squeal The undercover cop pulled up and said “Everyone of you is a liar If you don’t surrender now it’s gonna go down to the wire”And the walls came downAll the way to hell Never saw them when they’re standing Never saw them when they fellAn ambulance rolled up, a state-trooper close behindTweeter took his gun away and messed up his mind The undercover cop was left tied up to a tree Near the souvenir stand, by the old abandoned factoryNext day the undercover cop was hot in pursuitHe was taking the whole thing personal, he didn’t care about the loot Jan had told him many times, “It was you to me who taught In Jersey anything’s legal as long as you don’t get caught”And the walls came downAll the way to hell Never saw them when they’re standing Never saw them when they fellSome place by Rahwey Prison they ran out of gasThe undercover cop had cornered them, said “Boy, you didn’t think this could last?” Jan jumped out of bed, said, “There’s someplace I gotta go” She took the gun out of the drawer, said, “It’s best that you don’t know.”The undercover cop was found face down in a fieldThe Monkey Man was on the river bridge, using Tweeter as a shield Jan said to the Monkey Man, “I’m not fooled by Tweeter’s curl I knew him long before he became a Jersey Girl”And the walls came downAll the way to hell Never saw them when they’re standing Never saw them when they fellNow the town of Jersey City is quieting down againI’m sitting in a gambling club called the Lion’s Den The TV set was blown up, every bit of it is gone Ever since the nightly news showed that the Monkey Man was onI guess I’ll go to Florida and get myself some sunThere ain’t no more opportunity here, everything’s been done Sometimes I think of Tweeter, sometimes I think of Jan Sometimes I don’t think about nothing but the Monkey ManAnd the walls came downAll the way to hell Never saw them when they’re standing Never saw them when they fellAnd the walls came downAll the way to hell Never saw them when they’re standing Never saw them when they fell