Space Monkey
Space monkey in the place to be,
Riding in a rocket to a planet of sound,
Shooting the moon, playing dominoes in drag,
An increase in population by 100 percent.
Space monkey in the place to be,
With a chemical peel and a picture of Mary,
Out on a limb in the carnival of me,
Raising the temperature 100 degrees.
We're sown together,
She's born to mesmer,
Beside, astride her, I die inside her. ...