Space Monkey

Blood on the TV, ten o'clock news

Souls are invaded, heart in a groove

Beatin' and beatin', so out of time

What's the mad matter with the church chimes?

Here comes a stranger up on 9th Avenue

Leanin' green tower, indiscreet view

Over the cloud, over the bridge

Sensitive muscle, sensitive ridge

Of my

Space monkey

Sign of the time, time

Space monkey

So out of line, line

Space monkey

Sort of divine

And he's mine

Mine

All mine

Pierre Clementi, snot full of cocaine

The sexual streets, why it's all so insane

Humans are running

Lavender room

Hoverin' liquid

Move over, moon

For my

Space monkey

Sign of the time, time

Space monkey

Sort of divine, vine

Space monkey

So out of line

And he's mine

Mine

Oh, he's mine

A stranger comes up to him

Hands him an old, rusty Polaroid

It starts crumblin' in his hands

He says, "Oh man, I don't get the picture

This is no picture

This is just

This just, this just, this just, a

This is my jack knife

This is my jack knife

This is my jack knife

This is my jack, whoa"

Rude excavation, landin' site

Boy hesitatin', jack knife

He rips his leg open, so out of time

Blood and light runnin', it's all like a dream

Light of my life, he's dressed in flame

It's all so predestined

It's all such a game

For my

Space monkey

Sign of the time, time

Space monkey

Sort of divine, vine

Space monkey

So out of line

And it's all just space

Just space

There he is

Up in a tree

Oh, I hear him callin' down to me

That banana-shaped object

Ain't no banana

It's a bright yellow UFO

And he's comin' to get me

Here I go

Up, up, up

Up, up, up

Up, up, up, up, up

Goodbye mama, I'll never do dishes again

Here I go, from my body