The monkey's sleeping 
He's dreaming of a distant past 
The morning sun will wake him soon 
He'll use a twig to [bad word] his teeth

I went out for a walk 
I'm fumbling for the key 
I'm in the middle
Of something that's too big for me, for me

I want you [bad word] home 
Dont want to be alone 
All is wrong and nothing's right 
And what I told you late that night 
Is just the tip of the iceberg

I should have never 
Ever said, now leave me be 
And the monkey's sleeping 
He's one step ahead of me, see 
The colour of the sky is violet

I want you [bad word] home 
Don't want to be alone 
Call me crazy, call me wrong 
Tell me you told me all along 
It's just the tip of the iceberg

I went out for a walk 
I'm fumbling for the key 
I lock the door these days 
That's not at all like me

Dress up the big shapes 
In pink and blue like acid trees 
Up there the monkey's sleeping 
Like always way ahead of me, see 
The colour of your eyes is violet

I want you [bad word] home 
Dont want to be alone 
Call me crazy, call me wrong 
Tell me you told me all along

I want you [bad word] home 
Dont want to be alone 
All is wrong and nothing's right 
And what I told you late that night 
Is just the tip of the iceberg