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