Space Monkey

By Patti Smith Group

On Easter

Released on March 3, 1978

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[Verse 1]

Blood on the TV, ten o'clock news

Souls are invaded, heart in a groove

Beatin, and beatin', so out of time

What's the mad matter with the church chimes?

Here comes a stranger up on Ninth Avenue

Leaning green tower, indiscreet view

Over the cloud, over the bridge

Sensitive muscle, sensitive ridge


[Chorus]

Of my space monkey, sign of the time ,time

Space monkey so out of line, line

Space monkey, sort of divine

And he's mine, mine, all mine


[Verse 2]

Pierre Clemente snortin' cocaine

The sexual streets, why it's all so insane?

Humans are running, lavender room

Hovering liquid, move over moon


[Chorus]

For my space monkey, sign of the time, time

Space monkey sort of divine, vine

Space monkey so out of line

And he's mine, mine, oh, he's mine


[Bridge]

A stranger comes up to him

Hands him an old rusty Polaroid

It starts crumbling in his hands

He says, "Oh man, I don't get the picture

This is no picture, this is just, this just, this just a

Just my jack-knife, just my jack-knife, just my jack--"


[Verse 3]

Rude excavation, ,anding site

Boy hesitating, jack-knife

He rips his leg open, so out of time

Blood and light running

It's all like a dream

Light of my life, he's dressed in flame

It's all so predestined, it's all such a game


[Chorus]

For my space monkey, sign of the time, time

Space monkey sort of divine, vine

Space monkey, so out of line

It's all just space, just space


[Outro]

There he is up in a tree

Oh, I hear him calling down to me

That banana-shaped object ain't no banana

It's a bright yellow UFO

And he's coming to get me

Here I go

Up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up

Oh, good-bye mama, I'll never do dishes again

Here I go from my body

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