Luyện nghe bài hát Space Monkey

Blood on the T.V., ten o'clock
Souls are invaded, in a groove
Beatin' and beatin', so outta
What's the mad with the church chimes?

Here a stranger up on Ninth Avenue
green tower, indiscreet view
Over the cloud, over the
muscle, sensitive ridge of my

Space monkey, sign of the time,
Space monkey, so outta line,
Space monkey, of divine
And mine, mine, all mine

Clementi, snot full o' cocaine
The streets, why it's all so insane?
Humans are running room
Hoverin' liquid, move moon for my

Space monkey, sign of the time,
Space monkey, so line, line
monkey, sort of divine
And he's mine, mine, oh mine

A comes up to him
Hands him an old, Polaroid
It starts in his hands
He says, "Oh man, I don't get the
This is no picture, is just, this just a, this just a"

"This is my jack-knife, is my jack-knife
is my jack-knife, this is my jack"

Rude excavation, site, boy hesitatin', jack-knife
He rips his leg open, so out of
Blood and light runnin', it's all like a
Light of my life, dressed in flame
It's all so predestined, it's all such a for my

Space monkey, of the time, time
Space monkey, so line, line
Space monkey, of divine
And all just space, just space

he is, up in a tree
Oh, I hear him down to me
That banana-shaped object no banana
a bright, yellow U.F.O.
And coming to get me, here I go

Up, up, up, up, up, up, up ,up, up
Oh, goodbye
never do dishes again
Here I go my body
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha