Текст, перевод и аккорды “Space Monkey”
- Blood on the t.v., ten oclock news. Souls are invaded, heart in a groove. Beatin and beatin so outta time. Whats the mad matter with the church chimes? Here comes a stranger up on ninth 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 outta line-line. Space monkey, sort of divine. And hes mine, mine, all mine. Pierre clementi, snot full o cocaine. The sexual streets, why its 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 hes mine, mine, oh hes mine (spoken) A stranger comes up to him; hands him an old, rusty polaroid. It starts crumbling in his hands. He says, oh man, I dont get the picture. this is no picture. This is just...this just-a...this just-a... This is my jack-knife. this is my jack-knife. This is my jack-knife. this is my jack. [shriek] Rude excavation, landin site. Boy hesitatin, jack-knife. He rips his leg open, so out of time. Blood and light runnin. its all like a dream. Light of my life, hes dressed in flame. Its all so predestined. its 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 its all just space, just space. There he is, up in a tree. Oh, I hear him callin down to me. That banana-shaped object aint no banana. Its a bright, yellow u.f.o. And hes coming to get me. here I go. Up, up, up, up, up, up, up ,up, up ... Oh, goodbye mama. Ill never do dishes again. Here I go from my body. Ha. ha. ha. ha. ha. ha. help!
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