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 young primate, outer space 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 they could I suppose They dressed him up in a and it started to snow Shot him off in a rocket no man would go
Space monkey, space monkey, what you out there? Why dark as a dungeon way up in the air There'll be no one to you when you get back home Well, no hammer or sickle, you'll be on own
He had of Cuban bananas and loads of Spam But he found great difficulty to open the can One day he on a banana peel and the ship lost control It spun out of orbit and out the black hole
It's been four now, that's nine monkey years That's a long time for a space monkey to confront all his
monkey, space monkey, what 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 hammer or sickle, you'll be all on own
Space monkey, space monkey, time to get real The space race is over, how it feel Cold War's had a heatwave, Curtain's torn down They've up the carpet in space monkey town
Now Leningrad is and Petersburg's hell For a card-carrying monkey with a to tell
The space monkey was reportedly last sighted A half a off of Red Square In a bar having a few drinks with some of his friends
There was the dog that flew And a blind red-headed, one legged Who had some minor research for Dow Chemical
were drinking American Vodka Imported all the way from Paducah, And reportedly had their around each other's shoulders singing "Those were the days, my friend, we they'd never 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 back No or sickle, you'll be all on you own
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