they might be giants
destination moon
Don't bother to call this room 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 By 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  By rocket to the moon By airplane to the rocket By taxi to the airport By front door to the taxi By throwing back the blanket Hanging down the legs  Soon the man who sweeps the room Brings the secret telegram, "Commence official interplanetary exploration"  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  By rocket to the moon By airplane to the rocket By taxi to the airport By front door to the taxi By throwing back the blanket Hanging down the legs  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