The Monk Song Lyrics

I left Northfield hours ago

Driving Humper up to Rome

I drive til no one knows my name

Somehow I like it better that way



Because a microphone, it's all I need

To get this demon out of me

Lying, trying to pretend

But the truth I hit you with

Will come again



High school. Shakespeare. Yellow Bus.

And one seat seperating us

I thank God for Tylor's hair

It's all that shields me from an icy stare



Cuz' it's a microphone, it's all I need

To get this demon out of me

Lying, trying to pretend

But the truth I hit you with

Will come again