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The Orange Monkey

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Introducción:

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A restlessness took hold my brain, and questions I could not hold back
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An orange monkey on a chain, on a bleak uneven track
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Told me that to understand, you must travel back in time
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I took a plane to a foreign land, and said, "I'll write down what I find"
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Ah-ah ah, ah-ah ah
verse 2
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Beneath a mountain's jagged shelves, cloaked with snow and shadows sheer
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Plates tipped up upon themselves, the pain of fifty million years
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And mules and goats were running wild, a happy chaos carried on
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And old men and the young boys smiled, and worked until the day was gone
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Ah-ah ah, ah-ah ah
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The packs of sandy-colored dogs, walked streets that looked like building sites
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But piles of rocks and dust and smog, could not block out a different light
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When I returned I ran to meet, the monkey but his face had changed
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He stood before me on two feet, the track was now a motorway
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Ah-ah ah, ah-ah ah
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Ah-ah ah, ah-ah ah