Tim Booth Monkey God
We co-create our own fate
Everything’s connected
God in man, man from ape
Everything’s connected
We co-create our own fate
Everything’s connected
Man from stars, man from ape
Everything’s connected
My behaviour’s chemical, nurture biological
Determined by the stars in space
Don’t rely on suicide
Meet you on the other side
It’s not even your life to take
See things from the stratosphere
We’re so unimportant here
What’s the point in asking why?
Struggle of the underdog
Too much love or not enough
We die to live and live to die
Meanwhile in the stratosphere
Houston we’ve a problem here
Someone’s cut a hole in the sky
Planet in a Petri dish
Interference hit and miss
Soon there won’t be rivers to cry
God’s pitch shift way out of time
Created an ape
Infected with the spark of divine
Mix X with the Y chromosome
One to destroy
The other tries to find a way home
We co-create our own fate
Everything’s connected
God in man, man from ape
Everything’s connected
