Junky Boy Ween

Leaping libra from a cactus cat-flower
Squealing creatures know his name
Making moves on the top of the hour
You'd think the boys insane
Yes you'd think the boys insane

Junky Boy's gone pushed to the max
A dancer monkey in uniform slacks
Carve the heavens from a crystal chateau
That's when I let the Junky Boy know
That he's gone too far
Yes he's gone too far

Shouting words from a pale-lipped mouth
Even Linda cried for him
Babbling synonyms from the book of Faust
Save him, save him, save him
Save him

Junky Boy's gone pushed to the max
A dancer monkey in uniform slacks
Carve the heavens from a crystal chateau
That's when I let the Junky Boy know
That he's gone too far
He's gone too far
Yes