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Uploaded by on Sep 30, 2007

John Prine Space monkey, space monkey
What you doing out there?
Why its dark as a dungeon way up in the air

Come gather round me you little monkeys and a story Ill 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 its dark as a dungeon way up in the air
Therell be no one to greet you when you get back home
No hammer or sickle youll 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

Its been four decades now, thats nine monkey years
Thats a long time for a space monkey to confront all his fears

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

Space monkey, space monkey
Its time to get real
The space race is over, how does it feel
Cold wars had a heatwave, iron curtains torn down
Theyve rolled up the carpet in space monkey town

Now leningrad is petersburg and petersburgs 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 others
Shoulders singing.
Those were the days, my friend, we thought theyd never end

Space monkey, space monkey
Theres nothing to do
But its better than living in a communist zoo
Therell be no one to greet you when you get back home
No hammer or sickle youll be all on you own

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  • Did ya hit a nerve w/this one? Looks like you got your fanny spanked by Youtube's team of highly trained monkeys...lololol

    ;>

  • Yoetah,

    no ass whipping, just made my point and exited...let John do a few more bars after the exit...no one can complain about that - i hope...

  • wtf? the video is 0:34 long, and the song continues playing for further 30 seconds anyways? o.O

  • humor me thinks & YT f'g around, remeber this:

    there are too many disregarding the rules, keeping order isn't possible^^>>

  • LinkEXbesides - the point was made in the first 34 seconds...may as well listen to John for a few more...

  • redkruzer awesome post hey scotishjohn thanks my friend for this share awesome song

  • SLUMBERS2, Please see the film reduced to video of John I shot live back in the day (1976).

    Thank you too ScotishJohn,

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  • i had a horse

  • This song ROCKS !  :)

  • BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBOOOOOOOOOOOOOO­OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!­!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

    

  • Song was co-written by Peter Case, by the way.

  • lol, point taken...I love Prine

  • 30 seconds of violation

    REDICULUS

  • ok! xD

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