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