Blood on the T.V., ten o'clock news   Souls are invaded, heart in a groove   Beatin' and beatin', so outta time   What's 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 he's mine, mine, all mine      Pierre Clementi, snot full o' cocaine   The sexual streets, why it's all so insane?   Humans are running lavender room   Hoverin' liquid, move over moon for my      Space monkey, sign of the time, time   Space monkey, so outta line, line   Space monkey, sort of divine   And he's mine, mine, oh he's mine      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 a, this just a"      "This is my jack-knife, this is my jack-knife   This is my jack-knife, this is my jack"      Rude excavation, landin' site, boy hesitatin', jack-knife   He rips his leg open, so out of time   Blood and light runnin', 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 for my      Space monkey, sign of the time, time   Space monkey, so outta line, line   Space monkey, sort of divine   And it's all just space, just space      There he is, up in a tree   Oh, I hear him callin' down to me   That banana-shaped object ain't no banana   It's a bright, yellow U.F.O.   And he's coming to get me, here I go      Up, up, up, up, up, up, up ,up, up   Oh, goodbye mama   I'll never do dishes again   Here I go from my body   Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha help