See how the lights shine down
Look at the sky
See how my mind is blown
Can’t explain why
A billion stars shine down
What makes a tear cry
Hold our hands high now
Hold our hands high
We are all monkeys
We are all dancing
Dancing in a field
We are monkeys dancing in a field
There’s a kind of sound hanging ’round
It’s always there
The music of the planets getting loud
Can you hear
If not why not
Why not now we can dance
If I’ve got what you’ve got
It’s worth it somehow we can dance
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