Four

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Four
by Tom Parker
Well there's 1-2-3-4 quarts a' gallon
Of that whiskey I drank every day, to get by

'Cause I've got 1-2-3-4 lobes in my brain
That they tell me aren't working quite right, anymore

And there's 1-2-3-4 voices singin'
In a quartet that plays in my head:
Oh give me a light for the monkey children
Give me a light or I'll be dead
Give me a light for the monkey children
Give me a light for to feed their head, yeah
Give me a light for the monkey children
Give me a light or I'll –

Now there's 1-2-3-4 pills in the cup
That they give me to take every day, to keep calm

Still there's 1-2-3-4 points a' compass
And they're all pointing me right back to the:
Monkey children are running wild
Oh the monkey children, the monkey children
The monkey children are running wild
Oh the monkey children so wild
And there's 1-2-3-4 leafs a' clover
That I'm hoping will bring me some luck, real soon

But I've had 1-2-3-4 years of treatment
And I doubt that I'll ever be
Doubt that I'll ever be
Doubt that I'll ever be released

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