"Feet they hardly touch the ground
Walking on the moon
My feetdon't hardly make no sound
Walking on, walking on the moon."
"Can you feel it
Now that Spring has come
That it's time to live
In the scattered sun."
"Packing my bags
To a place where the air is clean
There's no sense to sit and watch the people die."
"I'm a rocket ship on my way to Mars
On a collision course
I am a satellite
I'm out of control."