Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Triffids
The Triffids
Performer
David McComb
David McComb
Vocals
Alsy MacDonald
Alsy MacDonald
Drums
Daubney Carshott
Daubney Carshott
Bass Guitar
Jill Birt
Jill Birt
Keyboards
Robert McComb
Robert McComb
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David McComb
David McComb
Composer
The Triffids
The Triffids
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Triffids
The Triffids
Producer
Lachlan Carrick
Lachlan Carrick
Producer
Francois Tetaz
Francois Tetaz
Producer
Mark Radcliffe
Mark Radcliffe
Producer
Mike Robinson
Mike Robinson
Recording Engineer
Owen Davies
Owen Davies
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

I have this monkey on my back
L dare not even mention its name
But it clambered aboard sometime back
On the road to my El Alamain
My sweetheart she swore it was a poison
Turning my blood into brine
But I knew for a fact that behind my back
It was you on my track all the time
I caught this disease from the bottle and the bed
But to them I assign no blame
They were only performing their duty
It was I who fell into the flame
It was I who drank from the irrigation ditch
It was I who buckled up in pain
Now I dither & I ache & I drag my feet
Come hail sleet sunshine or rain
So come along here mister!
Put your tiny conscience to rest
It was I who ascended your sister
It was I who attended her breast
It was I who knelt before the graven image
It was I who did murder her ghost
But it hurt so much just to love her
(You hurt the ones you love the most)
Well now we are sitting at seperate tables
Somehow things just aren't quite the same!
But I wish you well and I wish you luck
And I drink to your health just the same
And I drink to the names of the ones who have died
To be washed away into the rain
But I'm damned if I do & I'm damned if I don't
Even mention Your Holy Name
If thine eye offends thee, pluck it out
If it bothers thee, throw it away
Rip it out quick and clean by the root
Don't crawl back to me the next day
For I have this monkey on my back
Its webbed fingers they cover my eyes
Heck it's scratching its track in the small of my back
And cutting me right down to size
Written by: David McComb
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