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 them now Sorry I let you down Sorry it wasn't quite true But don't get hung up on it Just solider 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, admirals And the podium lit with the spotlight The crowd buzzes quietly Waiting expectantly Like it's opening night
What can he tell them now Sorry I let you down Sorry it wasn't quite true But don't get hung up on it Just solider on with it And good luck with shooting the moon
Shooting the moon Shooting the moon, the moon Shooting the moon
