Man on the Moon

Come visit soon

Sure gets lonely living here on the moon

I've got a tale to tell

About my planetary prison cell

We could shoot the breeze

Go out walking in the godless freeze

I've got a mind to kill

But there's no people here so it's no thrill

But I can't find the sky

I can't find the sea

I can't find the people

I guess the people can't find me

Solitary space

I've been staring at the mirror's face

Another perfect day

It means nothing when you live this way

But I guess it's alright

I guess it's okay

I guess it's alright

I guess it's got to be this way

Come visit soon

Sure gets lonely living here on the moon