Monkeys in Space
Laura Sauvage Lyrics
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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,
‘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
In the first verse, the lyrics convey a sense of longing and dissatisfaction in life. The line "A lifetime of begging, when in your plate you are just rationing" suggests that despite having basic necessities, the individual feels like they are constantly striving for more. They describe a feeling of insecurity and vulnerability, with the phrase "no one will invade" revealing a desire for personal space and protection. The reference to "memory foam" and "sleeping in the silence of the lambs" implies a retreat into one's own thoughts and memories, possibly as a means of seeking solace or escape. The phrase "holy war charade" could be interpreted as a commentary on the meaningless conflicts and struggles people engage in, questioning their purpose and significance.
The second verse delves into the theme of illusion and disillusionment. The lines "‘Cause we all like to believe, there’s a price on what we achieve" highlight the human tendency to assign value and significance to our accomplishments. However, the lyrics suggest that with time, sadness becomes more prevalent and mocks our attempts at finding meaning. The phrase "everyone IS sick you see" implies that everyone is affected by this disillusionment, and perhaps hinting at a collective dissatisfaction with life. The repetition of "Monkeys in space looking for a home" reinforces the sense of searching for a place of belonging and purpose.
In the third verse, the lyrics express a mixture of cynicism and playfulness. The songwriter questions the listener, asking if they understand the message being conveyed. They refuse to reveal the "punchline" because it would make it tacky or insincere. This could be interpreted as a rejection of shallow or superficial ways of understanding life and art. The reference to watching dogs play and their happiness juxtaposed with moments of aggression or possessiveness suggests a parallel to human relationships and the complexities of sharing and cooperation. The repetition of "This is no fun" emphasizes a sense of disappointment and frustration in the way things have turned out.
The final repetition of the chorus raises the question of when and how life became more serious and real. The lyrics suggest that there was a shift from pretending or living in a more carefree manner to a state of harsh reality. The repeated line "Monkeys in space searching for a home to destroy" hints at a destructive impulse, perhaps born out of this dissatisfaction and yearning for something meaningful. It could be seen as a metaphorical representation of the human condition—always seeking and searching, but often unsure of what we truly desire or what will bring fulfillment.
Line by Line Meaning
A lifetime of begging
Enduring a lifetime of pleading for something
when in your plate
When what you have is within your reach
you are just rationing
You are merely limiting yourself
a security so fade
A fleeting sense of safety
no one will invade
No one will intrude or disrupt
What you keep as a memory foam
What you hold onto like a soft, comforting memory
you sleep in the silence
You rest in the quietness
of the lambs
Of the innocent and vulnerable
a holy war charade
A deceptive act of religious conflict
‘Cause we all like to believe
Because we all prefer to think
there’s a price on what we achieve
There is a cost to our accomplishments
Time goes by
As time passes
and sadness is enabled
And sadness is made possible
illed faced in mockery
Covered in derisive ridicule
everyone IS sick you see
Everyone is unwell, you understand
Monkeys in space looking for a home
In their search for a place to belong, monkeys traverse the vastness of space
Are you getting it, yet?
Do you comprehend it now?
I said, are you getting it?
I reiterate, do you understand?
I can’t tell you the punchline
I cannot reveal the climactic conclusion
It’ll make it tacky
It would cheapen the experience
I can’t take it seriously
I cannot view it with genuine concern
Like, what the fuck?
Expressing disbelief or confusion
Have you ever watched the dogs play?
Have you observed dogs engaging in play?
They’re so happy
They exude great joy
But they hate to share
Yet, they loathe to part with what they have
Oh sometimes, they’ll bite or snap
Occasionally, they may lunge or snap in aggression
Yet, they turn around, and around, and around
However, they quickly change direction repeatedly
saying
voicing
This is no fun…
This is not enjoyable
We’re playing!
We are engaging in playfulness
Look at us play!
Observe our playful behavior!
Oooh!
Expressing excitement or awe
When did we stop pretending and how did everything get so real?
When did we cease our illusions and how did everything become so authentic?
Monkeys in space searching for a home to destroy
In their quest, monkeys in space seek to annihilate a dwelling
Monkeys in space searching for a home to destroy
Monkeys in space continue their search for a dwelling to obliterate
Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: Laura Sauvage
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