All of the astronauts

Champagne in plastic cups

Waiting for the big hero to show

Outside the door he stands

His head in his hands

And his heart in his throat



What can he tell them now

Sorry I let you down

Sorry it wasn't quite true

But don't get hung up on it

Just solider on with it

And good luck with shooting the moon



Shooting the moon

Shooting the moon, the moon

Shooting the moon



All of the principals

Generals, admirals

And the podium lit with the spotlight

The crowd buzzes quietly

Waiting expectantly

Like it's opening night



What can he tell them now

Sorry I let you down

Sorry it wasn't quite true

But don't get hung up on it

Just solider on with it

And good luck with shooting the moon



Shooting the moon

Shooting the moon, the moon

Shooting the moon