The Travelling Wilburys-Tweeter and the monkey man

Here are the lyrics: Tweeter and the Monkey Man were hard up for cash, They 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 Man. Tweeter was a Boy Scout ’fore she went to Vietnam, And 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 99. And the walls came down, All the way to hell. Never saw them when they’re standing, Never saw them when they fell. The Undercover Cop never liked the Monkey Man, Even 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 hill. It was out on Thunder Road, Tweeter at the wheel, They crashed into paradise, they could hear them tires squeal. The Undercover Cop pulled up and said “Everyone o