Fire Coming Out of the Monkey's Head
Gorillaz Lyrics


Once upon a time at the foot of a great mountain
There was a town where the people known as happy folk lived
Their very existence a mystery to the rest of the world
Obscured, as it was, by great clouds
Here they played out their peaceful lives
Innocent of the litany of excessive violence that was growing in the world below
To live in harmony with the spirit of the mountain called Monkey was enough
Then one day, strange folk arrived in the town
They came in camouflage, hidden behind dark glasses, but no one noticed them
They only saw shadows you see, without the truth to the eyes
The happy folk were blind

Falling out of aeroplanes and hiding out in holes
Waiting for the sunset to come, people going home
Jump out from behind them and shoot them in the head
Now everybody dancing, the dance of the dead
The dance of the dead, the dance of the dead

In time, the strange folk found their way into the higher reaches of the mountain
And it was there that they found the caves of unimaginable sincerity and beauty
By chance, they stumbled upon the place where all good souls come to rest
The strange folk, they coveted the jewels in these caves above all things
And soon they began to mine the mountain
It's rich seam fueling the chaos of their own world

Meanwhile, down in the town, the happy folk slept restlessly
Their dreams invaded by shadowy figures digging away at their souls
Every day, people would wake and stare at the mountain
Why was it bringing darkness into their lives?

And as the strange folk mined deeper and deeper into the mountain
Holes began to appear
Bringing with them a cold and bitter wind that chilled the very soul of the Monkey
For the first time, the happy folk felt fearful
For they knew that soon the monkey would stir from it's deep sleep
Then there came a sound, distant first, that grew into castrophany so immense
That it could be heard far away in space
There were no screams, there was no time
The mountain called Monkey had spoken
There was only fire, and then
Nothing

Oh little town in USA, the time has come to see
There's nothing you believe you want
But where were you when it all came down on me?
Did you call me out?

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Written by: DAMON ALBARN, JAMIE HEWLETT

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Most interesting comments from YouTube:

Josh Shoff

Then there's the tacky quackie thesis; whom Finally returned, and when Shiitake found me said, 'Ur-za Dragonslayer I've been looking for!'

I said, 'Not yet, not in a while at least. Glad I got your attention 😁.' before I immediately deafened via a prepared catastrophic blast that could deafen those; even in space.

That's when I yelled at the top of my lungs; "Let Our Battle Begin!"

In which I got the reply I was looking for from my opponent, "What did you say?"

I smiled, knowing I had deafened the 🐉, limiting it's casting capabilities.



deadvodka

Once upon a time at the foot of a great mountain
There was a town where the people known as happy folk lived
Their very existence a mystery to the rest of the world
Obscured, as it was, by great clouds
Here they played out their peaceful lives
Innocent of the litany of excessive violence that was growing in the world below
To live in harmony with the spirit of the mountain called Monkey was enough
Then one day, strange folk arrived in the town
They came in camouflage, hidden behind dark glasses, but no one noticed them
They only saw shadows you see, without the truth to the eyes
The happy folk were blind

Falling out of aeroplanes and hiding out in holes
Waiting for the sunset to come, people going home
Jump out from behind them and shoot them in the head
Now everybody dancing, the dance of the dead
The dance of the dead, the dance of the dead

In time, the strange folk found their way into the higher reaches of the mountain
And it was there that they found the caves of unimaginable sincerity and beauty
By chance, they stumbled upon the place where all good souls come to rest
The strange folk, they coveted the jewels in these caves above all things
And soon they began to mine the mountain
It's rich seam fueling the chaos of their own world

Meanwhile, down in the town, the happy folk slept restlessly
Their dreams invaded by shadowy figures digging away at their souls
Every day, people would wake and stare at the mountain
Why was it bringing darkness into their lives?
And as the strange folk mined deeper and deeper into the mountain
Holes began to appear
Bringing with them a cold and bitter wind that chilled the very soul of the Monkey
For the first time, the happy folk felt fearful
For they knew that soon the monkey would stir from it's deep sleep
Then there came a sound, distant first, that grew into castrophany so immense
That it could be heard far away in space
There were no screams, there was no time
The mountain called Monkey had spoken
There was only fire, and then
Nothing

Oh little town in USA, the time has come to see
There's nothing you believe you want
But where were you when it all came down on me?
Did you call me out?



Blair W

Once upon a time at the foot of a great mountain
There was a town where the people known as happy folk lived
Their very existence a mystery to the rest of the world
Obscured, as it was, by great clouds
Here they played out their peaceful lives
Innocent of the litany of excessive violence that was growing in the world below
To live in harmony with the spirit of the mountain called Monkey was enough
Then one day, strange folk arrived in the town
They came in camouflage, hidden behind dark glasses, but no one noticed them
They only saw shadows you see, without the truth to the eyes
The happy folk were blind
Falling out of aeroplanes and hiding out in holes
Waiting for the sunset to come, people going home
Jump out from behind them and shoot them in the head
Now everybody dancing, the dance of the dead
The dance of the dead, the dance of the dead
In time, the strange folk found their way into the higher reaches of the mountain
And it was there that they found the caves of unimaginable sincerity and beauty
By chance, they stumbled upon the place where all good souls come to rest
The strange folk, they coveted the jewels in these caves above all things
And soon they began to mine the mountain
It's rich seam fueling the chaos of their own world
Meanwhile, down in the town, the happy folk slept restlessly
Their dreams invaded by shadowy figures digging away at their souls
Every day, people would wake and stare at the mountain
Why was it bringing darkness into their lives?
And as the strange folk mined deeper and deeper into the mountain
Holes began to appear
Bringing with them a cold and bitter wind that chilled the very soul of the Monkey
For the first time, the happy folk felt fearful
For they knew that soon the monkey would stir from it's deep sleep
Then there came a sound, distant first, that grew into castrophany so immense
That it could be heard far away in space
There were no screams, there was no time
The mountain called Monkey had spoken
There was only fire, and then
Nothing
Oh little town in USA, the time has come to see
There's nothing you believe you want
But where were you when it all came down on me?
Did you call me out?



I just want to Vibe

This is a great story about how our world is

We’re the happy folk but also the dark folk

We’re happy to be alive but we’re slowly digging away at our world because of our happiness

Their for we are the dark folk dig away out our own resources not even realizing because we’re blind because of our happiness

Then when the time comes because of our mistakes we will bring our own downfall and then nothing.



Firkin Flamer

I had a nightmare about this once.

Winter, 01:00 AM, nothing to be seen outside the window.
Me and my little brother sat in the couch looking at a movie, hiding under blankets. Then when the movie ended, he told me that he was too tired to watch another. He walked heavily, yet quickly and silently to his room. I did the same, I walked down the stairs just the same way as he walked on the flat wooden floor. I could not care about the shadows haunting me, I was far too tired to notice. I didn't go to bed immediately, I decided instead to sit in my chair, get cozy with a blanket, listen to music and just imagine. I did that, but I didn't turn the music on, I just sat there in my dark room full of shadows reaching out to me.


All of a sudden, I could hear my brother calling my name. The first time, just normally. The second time, fearfully. The third time, screaming and panicking with pain in his voice. But I couldn't get up, no matter how hard I tried. 2 seconds after giving up, I was freed from my chair and started running up the stairs to go see him. Just as I started running, I fell into my bed, forced to sleep. All I did was *blink. I proceeded to hurry up to him, frightened and sweaty, praying that I would be there to meet him before he died. "What would I do without him? He's the one that stayed honest through my life, no matter of the situation or cause."


I reached his room, tears down my face, only to find him laying tired in his bed. I asked him "Did you call on me?" and he responded with "No, why?". That's when I realized that all of it was just a dream.


That dream taught me a thing or two about loving people, I'll tell you that.



All comments from YouTube:

ElCodFather

Is this a song or a story?
Gorillaz: yes

dodgers doon1130

ALWAYS

Randy Bobandy

You say this like it's somehow original or unique, music has always been a story.

Любашка АЗачемТебеМояФамилия

Damn, i just love memes like this, thanx for them

Josh Shoff

Then there's the tacky quackie thesis; whom Finally returned, and when Shiitake found me said, 'Ur-za Dragonslayer I've been looking for!'

I said, 'Not yet, not in a while at least. Glad I got your attention 😁.' before I immediately deafened via a prepared catastrophic blast that could deafen those; even in space.

That's when I yelled at the top of my lungs; "Let Our Battle Begin!"

In which I got the reply I was looking for from my opponent, "What did you say?"

I smiled, knowing I had deafened the 🐉, limiting it's casting capabilities.

55superdiego

Julio?

Trevor Bateman

And out of the corner of your eye you spot him: Shia LaBeouf

Elias Gonzalez

TV St there is a song that has a similar format (tell a story with a song...., still it’s not the same but similar) that is called Shia laBeouf by Rob Cantor, look it up, the comment is one verse

TV St

What does this even mean?

Elias Gonzalez

Trevor Bateman yeah, I honestly think that Shia labeouf could be more like a scene in a theatre play, and fire coming out it’s more like a song.... it’s probably the music, fire coming out has that constant Rithym to say, and simple instruments, also the two guitar parts makes it more musical, while the ambientation on Shia it makes it feel less musical and more “theatrical” I’d it can be saved like that

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