The Orange Monkey

(Verse 1) Am G Dm G A restlessness took hold my brain, and questions I could not hold back Am G Dm G An orange monkey on a chain, on a bleak uneven track Am G Dm G Told me that to understand, you must travel back in time Am G Dm G C I took a plane to a foreign land, and said, "I'll write down what I find" Am G Am G Ah-ah ah, ah-ah ah (Verse 2) Am G Dm G Beneath a mountain's jagged shelves, cloaked with snow and shadows sheer Am G Dm G Plates tipped up upon themselves, the pain of fifty million years Am G Dm G And mules and goats were running wild, a happy chaos carried on Am G Dm G C And old men and the young boys smiled, and worked until the day was gone Am G Am G Ah-ah ah, ah-ah ah (Verse 3) Am G Dm G The packs of sandy-coloured dogs, walked streets that looked like building sites Am G Dm G But piles of rocks and dust and smog, could not block out a different light Am G Dm G When I returned I ran to meet, the monkey but his face had changed Am G Dm G C He stood before me on two feet, the track was now a motorway Am G Am G Ah-ah ah, ah-ah ah Am G Am G Ah-ah ah, ah-ah ah