In a distant city, a long time ago
In a tiny office, with a tiny window
There was a monkey on a wheel
And while the monkey was running
He started to wonder how far had he gone
Not much further to go, the
TV came on, it was his favorite show
A documentary, offbeat comedy,
about a man starring in his own phlebotomy
They took the man, put him in space,
left him there just to watch his face
And the man and the monkey,
their minds went blank
They were both watching reruns,
the ratings were great
And it seemed, it all seemed so easy
And it would always be
In the distant city,
it was a modern jungle
Where the monkey could swing
through the canopy
Above the correlated copies,
obsolete floppies
Flora in a brand new fluorescent body
These were the robots, growing free
To do the things that the monkey needs
And they left no evil for
the monkey to speak
And there was plenty of food
for the robots to eat
So it seems, it all seems so easy
The way that things should be
So they left the location, a distant place,
God was watching, and
God was grey.
So he decided to send the angel in,
end it all and begin again.
And the braindead spaceman
watched in vain
Waiting for a hero who never came
As all the monkeys were stripped of hearts
The robots died of broken hearts
And the angels
Oh, the angels sang
Over and over again
First there was
God, then came the monkey
Then came the robot
Then there was
God
Then came the monkey
Then came the robot
Next there was
God
Then came the monkey
Then came the robot
Again there was
God
Then came the monkey
Then came the robot
But first there was
God
Then came the monkey
Then came the robot
Then there was
God, then came the monkey,
then came the robot
Next there was
God, then came the monkey,
then came the robot
And then there was
God, then came the monkey,
then came the robot
And on and on he went
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