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 matter the church chimes?

comes a stranger up on Ninth Avenue
Leanin' green tower, indiscreet
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 he's mine, mine, all

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

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

A comes up to him
Hands him an old, rusty
It starts in his hands
He says, "Oh man, I get the picture
This is no picture, this is just, this a, this just a"

"This is my jack-knife, this is my
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', all like a dream
Light of my life, dressed in flame
It's all so predestined, it's all a game for my

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

he is, up in a tree
Oh, I him callin' down to me
banana-shaped object ain't no banana
It's a bright, U.F.O.
And he's coming to get me, I go

Up, up, up, up, up, up, up ,up, up
Oh, mama
I'll do dishes again
I go from my body
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha