[verse 1] [driving violin riff kicks in] Woke up to tides that rocked my ceiling, Grogged-up dreams, but I don’t say a thing. Got that grin I keep on dealing— I could sell it at Stan’s and make a king! [chorus] The Monkey's fine… The Monkey's fine… Just lost my map and maybe my mind— The Monkey's fine… [verse 2] They ask, “How’s pirate life?” I say, “Never better!” As I slip on a root beer slicked street. I’ll chase that treasure come tomorrow, But tomorrow’s docked somewhere I can’t reach. [pre chorus] [energy kicks up, cello solo] And I shout, “The Monkey's fine!!!” While the ghost ship’s closing in behind. Patch the hull, tell Elaine “it’s alright”— One more fight, one more bite! ‘Cause the world could sink right under me, But I’ll smile like it’s destiny… [chorus] The Monkey's fine… The Monkey's fine… Just lost my sword and borrowed time— The Monkey's fine… [ending - softly, with creaking ship ambience] So raise your grog to the great scumm bar, I’ll bluff my way to claim the throne. If I end up ghost or punchline— Hey, that’s fine… Welcome to Monkey Island.