To Parter

And all the sailors who were junkies

All went sailing out to sea

And the white man sold quaualudes to the monkeys

And they all died high up in the tree

And all the teachers who were flunkies

They all taught you and me

And the white man,

I'll be goddamned if they're still selling quaualudes to the monkeys

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