Streets full of people, all alone   Roads full of houses, never home   Church full of singing, out of tune   Everyone's gone to the moon      Eyes full of sorrow, never wet   Hands full of money, all in debt   Sun coming out in the middle of June   Everyone's gone to the moon      Long time ago   Life had begun   Everyone went to the sun      Cars full of motors, painted green   Mouths full of chocolate-covered cream   Arms that can only lift a spoon   Everyone's gone to the moon      Everyone's gone to the moon   Everyone's gone to the moon