(Richard Thompson) 



One thing always leads to another 

In life and love they say 

You got too close and now 

That boy's gonna make you rue the day 

You grab his ankles when he flies 

You catch him when he falls 

Here's the thing to say to him 

Before you climb the walls: 



Shame, shame on you, you Bad Monkey 

One day you're up, next day you're down 

Why do you monkey my heart around 

Shame, shame on you, you Bad Monkey 

I'm not coming on the roller coaster with you 



I see your nerves are jangled, honey, 

You're a walking emotional wreck 

He's dealing you some jokers 

Off the bottom of the deck 

He goes from joy to suicide 

About 15 times a day 

Here's the thing to scream out loud 

From 100 miles away 



Shame, shame on you, you Bad Monkey 

One day you're up, next day you're down 

Why do you monkey my heart around 

Shame, shame on you, you Bad Monkey 

I'm not coming on the roller coaster with you 



Where's the joy in a boy who dribbles 

When he drinks his tea 

I've seen better manners from 

A baby chimpanzee 

On fairground rides you grip the sides 

And scream until you're blue 

You'll be screaming the rest of your life 

If he gets hold with you