As

the

mo-

on

slips

up,

and

the

sun

sets

down,

I'm

a

high-

rise

joc-

key,

and

I'm

hea-

ven-

bound.

Do

the

work-

boot

shuf-

fle,

loose

brains

from

brawn.

I'm

a

mon-

key

puzz-

le

and

the

lid

is

on.

Can

you

guess

my

name?

Can

you

guess

my

trade?

I'm

going

to

catch

you

a-

ny-

way.

You

might

be

right.

I'll

give

you

gues-

ses

three.

Feel

me

clim-

bing

up

your

knee.

Guess

what

I

am.

I'm

a

steel

mon-

key.

Now

some

men

hust-

le

and

some

just

think.

And

some

go

run-

ning

be-

fore

you

blink.

Some

look

up

and

some

look

down

From

three

hun-

dred

feet

a-

bove

the

ground.

Can

you

guess

my

name?

And

can

you

guess

my

trade?

Well, I

won't

rest

be-

fore

the

world

is

made.

Arm

in

arm

the

an-

gels

fly.

Keep

me

from

fal-

ling

out

the

sky.

Steel

mon-

key.

Steel

mon-

key.

Steel

mon-

key.

I

work

in

the

thun-

der

and

I

work

in

the rain.

I

work

at

my

drin-

king,

and

I

feel

no

pain.

I

work

on

wo-

men,

if

they

want

me

to.

You

can

have

me

cli-

mb

all

o-

ver

you.

Now,

have

you

guessed

my

name?

And

have you

guessed

my

trade?

I'm

cheap

at

the

mo-

ney

I

get

paid.

In

the

sulp-

hur

ci-

ty,

where

men

are

men,

We

bolt

those

beams

then

climb

a-

gain.

Steel

mon-

key.