Punish The Monkey lyrics

They're driving long nails into coffins.

You've been having sleepless nights.

You've gone as quiet as a church mouse

And checking on your rights.

The boss has hung you out to dry,

And it looks as though

They'll punish the monkey

And let the organ grinder go.

You've been talking to a lawyer.

Are you going to pretend

That you and your employer

Are still the best of friends?

Somebody's going to take the fall,

There's your quid pro quo.

They'll punish the monkey,

They'll punish the monkey,

They'll punish the monkey,

And let the organ grinder go.

Here comes a policeman,

He won't be sidetracked.

He's asking about a smoking gun,

He's after the facts.

It's a quiet life from here on in.

You've dropped your poison cup.

The telephone is ringing,

But you're not picking up.

Time's up, Sir Lord Flunkey,

And everybody knows

They'll punish the monkey,

They'll punish the monkey,

They'll punish the monkey,

And let the organ grinder go.

They'll punish the monkey,

They'll punish the monkey,

They'll punish the monkey,

And let the organ grinder go.

• Artist:Mark Knopfler
• Album:Kill to Get Crimson (2007)