They Might Be Giants - Destination Moon Lyrics
Dont bother to call this roomTheres nobody here who can pick upOr has stuff they need to talk aboutAnd who wont be nowChecking out and flyingBy rocket to the moonBy airplane to the rocketBy taxi to the airportBy front door to the taxiBy throwing back the blanketHanging down the legsThank you for the card with the cartoon nurseBut you see theres nothing wrong with meYou think, thats what you think.Thats what they all say,Before I blow you awayBy rocket to the moonBy airplane to the rocketBy taxi to the airportBy front door to the taxiBy throwing back the blanketHanging down the legsSoon the man who sweeps the roomBrings the secret telegram:Commence official interplanetary explorationThank you for the card with the cartoon nurseBut you see theres nothing wrong with meYou think, thats what you think.Thats what they all say,Before I blow you awayBy rocket to the moonBy airplane to the rocketBy taxi to the airportBy front door to the taxiBy throwing back the blanketHanging down the legsBy rocket to the moonCrawl to the rocketBy coughing at the airportBy limping to the taxiBy throwing back the blanketHanging down the withered leg
