Steely Dan

I got one and you want four
It's so hard to help you
I can't keep up with you no more
And you treat me like it's a sin
But you can't lock me in
You want me here with you right to the end
No thank you my friend
I fear the monkey in your soul

Won't you turn that bebop down
I can't hear my heart beat
Where's that fatback chord I found?
Honey don't you think it was wrong
To interrupt my song?
I'll pack my things and run so far from here
Goodbye dear

I fear the monkey in your soul

[ed. Crank it up. See also: this live Santa Monica version of Bodhisattva (starting at 2:25 to avoid the crazy inebriated introduction by Jerome Aniton: "Mr Steely Dan... whatevers." haha). It smokes. Didn't think they could out-amp the original. Also: this, this, and this.]