Perfect Sense Part I Lyrics

Perfect Sense Part I lyrics

The monkey sat on a pile of stones

   And stared at the broken bone in his hand

   And the stains of a Viennese quartet

   Rang out across the land

   The monkey looked up at the stars

   And thought to himself

   Memory is a stranger

   History is for fools

   And he cleaned his hands

   In a pool of holy writing

   Turned his back on the garden

   And set out for the nearest town

   Hold on hold on soldier

   When you add it all up

   The tears and the marrowbone

   There's an ounce of gold

   And an ounce of pride in each ledger

   And the Germans killed the Jews

   And the Jews killed the Arabs

   And the Arabs killed the hostages

   And that is the news

   And is it any wonder

   That the monkey's confused

   He said Mama Mama

   The President's a fool

   Why do I have to keep reading

   These technical manuals

   And the joint chiefs of staff

   And the brokers on Wall Street said

   Don't make us laugh

   You're a smart kid

   Time is linear

   Memory is a stranger

   History is for fools

   Man is a tool in the hands

   Of the great God Almighty

   And they gave him command

   Of a nuclear submarine

   And sent him back in search of

   The Garden of Eden