They Might Be Giants

They Might Be Giants
Destination Moon

There's nobody here who can pick up
Or has stuff they need to talk about
And who won't be now checking out and flying

By rocket to the moon
By airplane to the rocket
Buy taxi to the airport
By front door to the taxi
By throwing back the blanket, hanging down the legs

Thank you for the card with the cartoon nurse
But you see there's nothing wrong with me
You think, "That's what you think."
"That's what they all say," before I blow you away


Soon the man who slweeps the room
Brings a secret telegram
By rocket to the moon
Crawl to the rocket
By coughing at the airport
By limping to the taxi
By throwing back the blanket
Hanging down the withered leg


Toegevoegd door OptimusPrime op vr 15 aug, 2003 3:55 pm

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Componist: ?
Uitgever: ?
Taal: Engels
Beschikbaar op: John Henry (1994)


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