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

maybe this time you are here maybe this time i am there maybe next time we will be wrong we are all late maybe this time maybe next time nobody knows i wanna go down the line i wanna go down the road i wanna go down the line to find where in the worl

Oh oh oh yeah oh oh oh yeah oh oh oh yeah I watch the world from a side of the moon Looking at the stars, looking back to you Just to see if your world's still alive Looking at the sun with the fire in your eyes It's hard to know where I stand Even a

Mott the Hoople and the game of Life yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Andy Kaufman in the wrestling match yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Monopoly, Twenty one, checkers, and chess yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Mister Fred Blassie in a breakfast mess yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Let