shooting the moon

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 'em now

Sorry I let you down

Sorry it wasn't quite true

Don't get hung up on it

Just soldier 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 and admirals

and the podium lit with the spotlight

The crowd buzzing quietly

Waiting expectantly

like its opening night

What can he tell 'em now

Sorry I let you down

Sorry it wasn't quite true

Don't get hung up on it

Just soldier on with it

and good luck with shooting the moon

Shooting the moon

Shooting the moon

The moon

Shooting the moon