The Man in the Moon Cries
Toxic in the ocean
All dressed up in plastic shirt
We got poetry in motion
And one foot in the dirt
Days will come and days will go
While you ticking like a time bomb
After autumn must come snow
We are laughing
The man in the moon cries
We do ozon analyses
And spraying up our hear
We got spiritual crises
And breathing intoxicated air
Days will come and days will go
While you ticking like a time bomb
After autumn must come snow
We are laughing
The man in the moon cries
The man in the moon cries
The man in the moon cries
Over you
The man in the moon cries
The man in the moon cries
Toxic water…
