| Song | Green Monkey |
| Artist | America |
| Album | The Complete WB Collection 1971-1977 (24-192) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Lyrics:Dewey Bunnell Music:Dewey Bunnell | |
| When the deep blue night is running close on your track | |
| And you can feel the green monkey crawlin' across your back | |
| Don't take me so real that you forget how to feel | |
| Don't let the threat of the dagger turn your heart into steel | |
| Smell the perfume of the silent dream | |
| Fly the ocean, read a story to me | |
| Speak the wisdom of a redwood tree | |
| Speak to me | |
| So you think that star cluster shining bright in the sky | |
| Will speak the fate of your evening, tell the truth to your lie | |
| Don't let the features you read control the tickets you buy | |
| Soon as you learn that you live, you're just beginning to die | |
| Smell the perfume of the silent dream | |
| Fly the ocean, read a story to me | |
| Speak the wisdom of a redwood tree | |
| Speak to me | |
| Smell the perfume of the silent dream | |
| Fly the ocean, read a story to me | |
| Speak the wisdom of a redwood tree | |
| Speak to me |
| Lyrics: Dewey Bunnell Music: Dewey Bunnell | |
| When the deep blue night is running close on your track | |
| And you can feel the green monkey crawlin' across your back | |
| Don' t take me so real that you forget how to feel | |
| Don' t let the threat of the dagger turn your heart into steel | |
| Smell the perfume of the silent dream | |
| Fly the ocean, read a story to me | |
| Speak the wisdom of a redwood tree | |
| Speak to me | |
| So you think that star cluster shining bright in the sky | |
| Will speak the fate of your evening, tell the truth to your lie | |
| Don' t let the features you read control the tickets you buy | |
| Soon as you learn that you live, you' re just beginning to die | |
| Smell the perfume of the silent dream | |
| Fly the ocean, read a story to me | |
| Speak the wisdom of a redwood tree | |
| Speak to me | |
| Smell the perfume of the silent dream | |
| Fly the ocean, read a story to me | |
| Speak the wisdom of a redwood tree | |
| Speak to me |
| Lyrics: Dewey Bunnell Music: Dewey Bunnell | |
| When the deep blue night is running close on your track | |
| And you can feel the green monkey crawlin' across your back | |
| Don' t take me so real that you forget how to feel | |
| Don' t let the threat of the dagger turn your heart into steel | |
| Smell the perfume of the silent dream | |
| Fly the ocean, read a story to me | |
| Speak the wisdom of a redwood tree | |
| Speak to me | |
| So you think that star cluster shining bright in the sky | |
| Will speak the fate of your evening, tell the truth to your lie | |
| Don' t let the features you read control the tickets you buy | |
| Soon as you learn that you live, you' re just beginning to die | |
| Smell the perfume of the silent dream | |
| Fly the ocean, read a story to me | |
| Speak the wisdom of a redwood tree | |
| Speak to me | |
| Smell the perfume of the silent dream | |
| Fly the ocean, read a story to me | |
| Speak the wisdom of a redwood tree | |
| Speak to me |