Space monkey, monkey, what you doing out there? Why dark as a dungeon, way up in the air
Come gather 'round me you little monkeys and a story 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 swing through the jungle and by his toes Till they took him to Russia they could I suppose They dressed him up in a and it started to snow him off in a rocket where no man would go
Space monkey, space monkey, what you doing out 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 and loads of Spam But he great difficulty trying to open the can One day he slipped on a banana peel and the ship control It spun out of orbit and shot out the black
It's been four now, that's nine monkey years That's a long time for a monkey to confront all his fears
Space monkey, space monkey, you doing out there? 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, time to get real The space is over, how does it feel Cold War's had a heatwave, Iron Curtain's torn They've up the carpet in space monkey town
Now is Petersburg and Petersburg's hell For a card-carrying monkey with a to tell
The monkey was reportedly last sighted about A half a block off of Red In a karaoke bar a few drinks with some of his friends
There was the dog that Sputnik And a blind red-headed, one legged Who had some minor research for Dow Chemical
They were drinking Vodka Imported all the way Paducah, Kentucky And reportedly had their arms around each other's singing "Those the days, my friend, we thought they'd never end"
Space monkey, space monkey, nothing to do But better than living in a Communist zoo be no one to greet you when you get back home No hammer or sickle, be all on you own
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