Space monkey, space monkey, you doing out there? Why it's as a dungeon, way up in the air
Come gather 'round me you little monkeys and a story I'll About a brave young primate, space knew him well He was born at the top of a big old Way in 1953
He swing through the jungle and hang by his toes Till they took him to Russia they could I suppose They dressed him up in a and it started to snow Shot him off in a rocket no man would go
Space monkey, space monkey, what you doing out Why it's as a dungeon way up in the air There'll be no one to you when you get back home Well, no hammer or sickle, be on your own
He had plenty of bananas and loads of Spam But he found great trying to open the can One day he on a banana peel and the ship lost control It spun out of orbit and out the black hole
It's been decades now, that's nine monkey years That's a long time for a space to confront all his fears
Space monkey, space monkey, you doing out there? Why it's dark as a way up in the air But be no one to greet you when you get back home No hammer or sickle, you'll be all on own
Space monkey, monkey, it's time to get real The race is over, how does it feel Cold War's had a heatwave, Iron Curtain's down They've rolled up the carpet in monkey town
Now Leningrad is and Petersburg's hell For a card-carrying monkey a story to tell
The space was reportedly last sighted about A half a block off of Red In a karaoke bar having a few with some of his friends
There was the dog flew Sputnik And a blind red-headed, one legged Who had some minor research for Dow Chemical
were drinking American Vodka Imported all the way from Paducah, And reportedly had their arms each other's shoulders singing "Those were the days, my friend, we they'd never end"
Space monkey, space monkey, there's to do But better than living in a Communist zoo There'll be no one to you when you get back home No hammer or sickle, be all on you own
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