Space monkey, monkey, what you doing out there? Why it's as a dungeon, way up in the air
Come gather 'round me you little and a story I'll tell About a brave young primate, outer knew him well He was at the top of a big old tree Way back in
He could swing the jungle and hang by his toes they took him to Russia 'cause they could I suppose They dressed him up in a and it started to snow Shot him off in a where no man would go
monkey, space monkey, what you doing out there? Why it's dark as a way up in the air be no one to greet you when you get back home Well, no or sickle, you'll be on your own
He had plenty of Cuban and loads of Spam But he found great difficulty to open the can One day he slipped on a banana peel and the lost control It spun out of orbit and shot out the black
It's been four decades now, that's nine years That's a long time for a space monkey to confront all his
monkey, space monkey, what you doing out there? Why dark as a dungeon 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
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 rolled up the carpet in space monkey
Now is Petersburg and Petersburg's hell For a card-carrying with a story to tell
The space monkey was reportedly last sighted A half a block off of Red In a karaoke bar having a few with some of his friends
There was the dog that flew And a blind red-headed, one parrot Who had done some minor research for Dow
were drinking American Vodka Imported all the way from Paducah, And reportedly had their arms around each other's singing "Those were the days, my friend, we they'd never end"
Space monkey, monkey, there's nothing to do But better than living in a Communist zoo There'll be no one to greet you you get back home No hammer or sickle, be all on you own
Space