CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : Moonman

Yeah, I guess I am the type
To make a big deal about the moon
I'm not about the giant-step
Minutes from blastoff
Ball of wonder joint
Minutes from blastoff
Ball of wonder joint

Bite me and I'll bite your graveyard light
In the far corner of the flat screen
The passionate kiss-in-the-fog
Clammy hand romance at Bogart Airport view
Clammy hand romance at Bogart Airport view

I'm not even the type to swoon
It's the metaphor with the biggest bat
So what if, once a month, the moon gets folks
To throw away their pens or cash in their chips
Big deal!
To throw away their pens or cash in their chips
Big deal!

Nah, I just like to look up and see
How after all that's been said, done
Our guy's still up there (Yeah I'm up here)

Hangin'
Hangin'
Hangin'