Children of the Universe!

Join in our desperate balloon!
Singing monkey opera to the moon.
Alone we are weak. Everywhere there's a leak.
Poison running to the creek. Every hour every week.

So stop for a while. And cry out for a while,
that we are drowning in this poisoned creek,
that is the world!

But The Monkey Opera can ease your pain,
but just for a while, a sweet little while,
and that is all.