Lyrics
The island monkeys love the dark
The island monkeys find comfort in darkness.
No one is home, they're thin skinned sharks
No one is present, and they are vulnerable to deceitful individuals.
Hue exchanging gives sea-leg walks
Changing colors (possibly metaphorical) causes unsteady movements at sea.
No one is home, the chemicals talk
No one is home, and communication is dominated by chemical influences.
Load up the spoiled goods
Loading up on corrupted or tainted goods.
Hook up the spoiled gods
Aligning with corrupted deities or figures.
Fill up the kindness cups
Filling vessels with kindness, possibly with a hint of irony or sarcasm.
Drink up the finest drops
Consuming the best or most refined drops (of what is not specified).
Feeding frenzy, sleepless attacks
An intense and uncontrollable pursuit, possibly driven by power.
No one is home, power attracts
No one is present, but power remains an attractive force.
Death on a raft, life in a whale
Contrast between peril on a raft and vitality within a whale.
No one is home to finish the tale
No one is home to complete or narrate the story.
Paint it red, light it in blue
Symbolic act of painting in red and lighting in blue, possibly representing chaos and order.
No one is home over at the zoo
No one is present at the zoo, indicating abandonment or neglect.
Lashing together, a timbre design
Constructing something with a specific resonant quality.
No one is home, no one is blind
No one is home, and there is a lack of awareness or understanding.
The last boat launched, cling to the rail
The final boat is launched, and individuals hold onto the rail in a challenging situation.
No one is home, they're in full sail
No one is present, and the situation is progressing with full force.
Forging chains, caught on the tracks
Creating binding connections, possibly with negative consequences.
No one is home and they're not coming back
No one is home, and there is no intention of returning.
The island monkeys love the dark
Reiteration of the island monkeys' preference for darkness.
No one is home, they've gone for a walk
No one is home; they have stepped away for a stroll.
The island monkeys love the dark
Restatement of the island monkeys' affinity for darkness.
No one is home, the chemicals talk
No one is present, and communication is dominated by chemical influences.
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