So much for the city. Tell me that you’ll dance to the end. Just tell me that you’ll dance to the end. Hey hey you’re The Monkeys. And people said you monkeyed around. But nobody’s listening now. – Just don’t go back to Big Sur, Hanging around. Lettin’ your old man down. Just don’t go back to Big Sur. Baby, baby please don’t go.
The Thrills hit the nail on the head with their lyrics for their song Big Sur. We’ll dance till the end.
Wth a clearer head, I’ll think about what we have achieved with our Great American Cycle!
In the meantime, I am so happy to be back home and Pádraig was happy to have me bi