Space monkey, space monkey, what you out there? Why it's as a dungeon, way up in the air
Come gather 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 swing through the jungle and by his toes Till they took him to 'cause they could 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, monkey, what you doing out there? Why dark as a dungeon way up in the air There'll be no one to greet you you get back home Well, no or sickle, you'll be on your own
He had plenty of Cuban bananas and of Spam But he great difficulty trying to open the can One day he slipped on a banana peel and the ship control It out of orbit and shot out the black hole
It's been decades now, that's nine monkey years That's a time for a space monkey to confront all his fears
Space monkey, space monkey, what you out there? Why dark as a dungeon 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 is over, how does it feel Cold War's had a heatwave, Iron torn down rolled up the carpet in space monkey town
Now Leningrad is and Petersburg's hell For a card-carrying monkey a story to tell
The monkey was reportedly last sighted about A half a block off of Red In a karaoke bar having a few drinks with of his friends
was the dog that flew Sputnik And a red-headed, one legged parrot Who had some minor research for Dow Chemical
They were drinking American Imported all the way Paducah, Kentucky And reportedly had their around each other's shoulders singing "Those were the days, my friend, we thought they'd end"
Space monkey, space monkey, there's to do But better than living in a Communist zoo There'll be no one to greet you when you get home No or sickle, you'll be all on you own
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