Monkeys on the Moon «“ Miraculous Hump

The archangel’s sleeping.

The devil is weeping.

The heavenly host

is white as a ghost.

The old man himself is mad as a loon

‘cause all his kids are singing a tune.

Look out pa!

There’s monkeys on the moon!

Monkeys on the moon.

Monkeys on the moon.

See how they bounce from dune to dune

Came a long way in a gold cocoon.

All the way from a green balloon.

Just to plant flags for the big baboon.

Look out pa!

There’s monkeys on the moon!

Saturn is blinking.

Jupiter’s winking.

And old Sol’s thinking.

His system is sinking.

But who’s to say if it’s bad or a boon.

When all the kids are singing a tune.

Look out pa!

There’s monkeys on the moon!

Used to be so peaceful in space.

Now there’s hot-rods all over the place.

And old Lady Moon, in her silvery grace

now has these words tattooed on her face.

Better get ready! It’s coming soon!

Look out pa!

There’s monkeys on the moon!

Long time from now

in a place very far.

In the court of a castle on a star.

A mad jester tunes his fiery guitar.

And with a grin he says to the Czar:

I’m gonna sing you a ancient tune.

«Look out pa!

There’s monkeys on the moon!»

Monkeys on the moon.

Monkeys on the moon.

See how they bounce from dune to dune.

Came a long way in a gold cocoon.

All the way from a green balloon.

Just to plant flags for the big baboon.

Look out pa!

There’s monkeys on the moon!