So It
Coming on to the hustlers and the old burnt-out stars
With the Demons on my shoulders, smiling to show me the way.
Now, there
Here
It takes a poor man to ignore them...
A rich man to drive them away.

No more thinking! I don
I can
I
I
To keep the demons away.

Now, it
The Monkey Demon keeps me screaming, and he won
Oh Someone, won

No more thinking! I don
I can
I
I
To keep the demons away.

Oh try like the devil
To keep the demons away.