Space monkey, monkey, what you doing out there? Why it's as a dungeon, way up in the air
gather 'round me you little monkeys and a story I'll tell About a brave primate, outer space knew him well He was at the top of a big old tree Way in 1953
He could through the jungle and hang by his toes Till they took him to 'cause they could I suppose dressed him up in a spacesuit and it started to snow Shot him off in a rocket where no man go
Space monkey, space monkey, what you out there? Why it's dark as a way up in the air There'll be no one to greet you you get back home Well, no hammer or sickle, be on your own
He had plenty of Cuban bananas and loads of But he found difficulty trying to open the can One day he slipped on a banana peel and the lost control It spun out of orbit and shot out the black
It's been four decades now, that's nine monkey a long time for a space monkey to confront all his fears
Space monkey, space monkey, what you doing out Why it's as a dungeon way up in the air But there'll be no one to greet you when you get back No or sickle, you'll be all on your own
Space monkey, space monkey, it's time to get The space is over, how does it feel Cold had a heatwave, Iron Curtain's torn down They've rolled up the carpet in space town
Now Leningrad is and Petersburg's hell For a card-carrying monkey with a story to
The space monkey was last sighted about A half a block off of Red In a bar having a few drinks with some of his friends
There was the dog flew Sputnik And a red-headed, one legged parrot Who had done some minor research for Dow
They were drinking 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, monkey, there's nothing to do But it's better than in a Communist zoo There'll be no one to greet you when you get home No hammer or sickle, be all on you own
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