There's a monkey who's sure
That flying high is bold
And she's way up high to the heavens

When she gets there she knows
If she soars as supposed
With a dive she can get what she came for

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
And she's flying up high in the heavens

Yet there's a runner with gall
In the woods like a fool
'Cause you know towards his end he's
Careening

In a tree by the brook
There's a monkey who hunts
Sometimes none of our runs are
Forgiven

Ooh, it makes me wonder
Ooh, it makes me wonder

There's a feeling I get
When I run to the west
As the monkey is screaming
For trespass

In my fears I have seen
Rings of smoke through the trees
From the pots of those
Runners cooking

Ooh, it makes me wonder
Ooh, it really makes me wonder

And it's scary that soon
If we are caught by the moon
Then the monkeys will eat us for dinner

And a new day will dawn
For monkeys in song
And the forests will
Echo with laughter

Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, ooh, whoa, oh

If there's a bustle in your hedgerow
Don't be alarmed now
It's just a threat unseen
Maybe the Monkey queen

Yes, there are two paths you can go by
But in the long run
There's still time to change
The road you're on

And it makes me wonder
Aw, uh, oh

Your head is humming and it won't go
In case you don't know
The monkey's calling you to join her

Dear runner, can you hear the wind blow?
And did you know
Your monkey flies on the whispering wind?

And as we run on down the road
Our stories taller than our soul
There flies a monkey we all know
Whose eyes shine red and wants to show
How her flight is ever bold
And yet if you run so very hard
Monkey will fly at you so fast
Then all are one and one is all
To be a monkeys meal, or a roll

And she's flying way up high
up to heaven...

that monkey has like herpes blisters or something.

 

grose!