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?

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

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

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

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

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

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

Rude excavation, landin' site, boy hesitatin',
He his leg open, so out of time
Blood and light runnin', it's all like a
of my life, he's dressed in flame
It's all so predestined, all such 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

There he is, up in a
Oh, I hear him down to me
That object ain't no banana
a bright, yellow U.F.O.
And he's to get me, here I go

Up, up, up, up, up, up, up ,up, up
Oh, mama
I'll never do dishes
Here I go from my
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha