Monkey On My Back (The Last Run)

There's moonlight on the crystals

Laid on the back of my hand

Temptation lies in the ocean

And I'm laid out in the sand

There's blood on my rear-view mirror

And a siren in the street

There's a fog out here in Malibu

And a needle at my feet

There's a mobile home in Carmel

Stranded in a trailer park

A teenage mother hides herself

From the eyes of the loan shark

She's begging me

"Honey, don't go!

It's not worth the pain

You can't go on playing

This dangerous game"

This monkey on my back

Left me stranded in L.A.

With a busted truck and a chewed-up arm

And a craving in my veins

There's a chopper with a searchlight

Whirling overhead

The LAPD's on the beach

And this bust's been put to bed

Buried deep, the white fire heats

The slug stuck in my side

Running bags for crooked cash

Took me one too many miles

It's gotta be over, poor boy

Their sights were set on me

Never figured sand turned red at night

Don't want no sheet over me

They chased me clear down from Monterey

But I lost them on the freeway

I ran a speedtrap and hell I almost got away

So I took Ventura through the mountains

And Sunset to the sea

They winged me out in the Palisades

When I stopped to get some change

But I never got to use the phone

They was like Apaches 'round a wagon train

There's moonlight on the crystals

Laid on the back of my hand

Temptation lies in the ocean

And I'm laid out in the sand

There's blood on my rear-view mirror

And a siren in the street

There's a fog out here in Malibu

And a needle at my feet