To Parter 

  

And all the sailors who were junkies 

All went sailing out to sea 

And the white man sold quaaludes to the monkeys 

And they all died high up in the trees 



And all the teachers who were flunkies 

They all taught you and me 

And the white men, I`ll be goddamned if they`re 

still selling quaaludes to the monkeys 

And they're all, you and me, dying high up in the trees