Steely Dan Database
Papa stashed it away and he wasn't waiting for no rainy day
With a pool in our back yard and he never worked too hard
He was nobody's fool and he sent me to a very private school
It was easy, it was fun, and one by one I let my days go by - gettin' high...
Now the days of alms are past there's no more rainbows to be had
I'm thinking of the days that used to be
But a monkey on a silver string ain't really all that bad
Just wait until my jones comes down on me
Do you recall the gallery, the writing on the wall?
All the words and the wine, me believing they were mine
Now the only words I hear say my dreams will disappear or turn to clay
And either way...
One more lonely night and no one here but just myself to fight
And there's nothing I can do my fighting days are through if you please
I'm on my knees...