Monkeys In Space

A lifetime of begging
When in your plate
You are just rationing
A security so fade,
No one will invade
What you keep as a memory foam,
You sleep in the silence
Of the lambs,
A holy war charade

'Cause we all like to believe,
There's a price on what we achieve
Time goes by
And sadness is enabled
Illed faced in mockery
Everyone IS sick you see
Monkeys in space looking for a home

Monkeys in space searching for a home to destroy
Monkeys in space searching for a home to destroy

Are you getting it, yet?
I said, are you getting it?
I can't tell you the punchline,
It'll make it tacky
I can't take it seriously,
Like, what the fuck?
Have you ever watched the dogs play?
They're so happy
But they hate to share
Oh sometimes, they'll bite or snap
Yet, they turn around,
And around, and around
Saying

This is no fun...
This is no fun...
This is no fun!
This is noooo fun!

We're playing!
Look at us play!
Oooh!
When did we stop pretending and how did everything get so real?
When did we stop pretending and how did everything get so real?
When did we stop pretending and how did everything get so real?

Monkeys in space searching for a home to destroy
Monkeys in space searching for a home to destroy
Monkeys in space searching for a home to destroy
Monkeys in space searching for a home to destroy