Space monkey, space monkey, what you doing out 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 young primate, space knew him well He was born at the top of a big old Way in 1953
He could swing through the and hang by his toes Till they took him to Russia 'cause they I suppose They dressed him up in a spacesuit and it started to Shot him off in a rocket where no man go
Space monkey, space monkey, what you out there? Why dark as a dungeon way up in the air be no one to greet you when you get back home Well, no hammer or sickle, be on your own
He had plenty of Cuban bananas and of Spam But he found great difficulty trying to the can One day he slipped on a peel and the ship lost control It out of orbit and shot out the black hole
It's been four decades now, that's nine years a long time for a space monkey 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 there'll be no one to you when you get back home No hammer or sickle, be all on your own
Space monkey, monkey, it's time to get real The space race is over, how it feel Cold had a heatwave, Iron Curtain's torn down They've rolled up the in space monkey town
Now Leningrad is and Petersburg's hell For a card-carrying monkey a story to tell
The space monkey was reportedly sighted about A half a block off of Red In a karaoke bar having a few drinks with of his friends
There was the dog that flew And a blind red-headed, one parrot Who had done some minor for Dow Chemical
They were drinking American all the way from Paducah, Kentucky And reportedly had their arms around each other's shoulders "Those were the days, my friend, we thought they'd end"
Space monkey, space monkey, nothing to do But it's better than living in a zoo There'll be no one to greet you when you get home No hammer or sickle, be all on you own
Space