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