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.