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    Space Monkey

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    Space Monkey
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      About "Space Monkey"

      Lyrics for John Prine - "Space Monkey"

      Space monkey, space monkey
      What you doing out there?
      Why it's dark as a dungeon way up in the air

      Come gather round me you little monkeys and a story I'll tell
      About a brave young primate, outer space knew him well
      He was born at the top of a big old tree
      Way back in 1953.

      He could swing through the jungle and hang by his toes
      Till they took him to russia cause they could I suppose
      They dressed him up in a spacesuit and it started to snow
      Shot him off in a rocket where no man would go

      Space monkey space monkey
      What you doing out there?
      Why it's dark as a dungeon way up in the air
      There'll be no one to greet you when you get back home
      No hammer or sickle you'll be on your own.

      He had plenty of cuban bananas and loads of spam
      But he found great difficulty trying to open the can
      One day he slipped on a banana peel and the ship lost control
      It spun out of orbit and shot o]ut the black hole

      It's been four decades now, that's nine monkey years
      That's a long time for a space monkey to confront all his fears

      Space monkey space monkey
      What you doing out there?
      Why it's dark as a dungeon way up in the air
      There'll be no one to greet you when you get back home
      No hammer or sickle you'll be all on your own.

      Space monkey, space monkey
      It's time to get real
      The space race is over, how does it feel
      Cold war's had a heatwave, iron curtain's torn down
      They've rolled up the carpet in space monkey town

      Now leningrad is petersburg and petersburg's hell
      For a card-carrying monkey with a story to tell
      The space monkey was reportedly last sighted about
      A half a block off of red square
      In a karaoke bar having a few drinks with some of his friends
      There was the dog that flew sputnik
      And a blind red-headed, one legged parrot
      Who had done some minor research for dow chemical
      They were drinking american vodka
      Imported all the way from paducah, kentucky
      And reportedly had their arms around each other's
      Shoulders singing.
      "those were the days, my friend, we thought they'd never end"

      Space monkey, space monkey
      There's nothing to do
      But it's better than living in a communist zoo
      There'll be no one to greet you when you get back home
      No hammer or sickle you'll be all on you own

      SONGWRITERS:
      JOHN PRINE, PETER CASE
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