Intro: A E G E  


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A little, red moon-man held a map and tapped my window, 
       G                                E 
and he pointed with his pin-head to the moon, moon, moon. 
  A                        E  
I never had a rocket, even car keys in my pocket, 
      G                        E 
but I felt I'd follow him away soon, soon, soon. 
   A                                 E  
He painted me with henna, wrapped me up in his antenna 
            G                        E 
and minutes later, in a crater, introduced me to his home. 
        A                                  E  
But the moon-men all got nervous when they heard I needed oxygen 
    G                          E 
and put me in a box again, and sent me back alone. 



  A                   E  
If rocket fuel should take this fool, 
 G       E 
over the moon. 
  A                E  
It won't be made of lucky clover, or, 
G        E 
rabbit's foot. 
     A                   E  
But something stronger, used for fodder 
 G           E 
will have to do. 
  A                   E  
Make an angel, from a stranger 
 G             E 
help his wings last. 
       A                     E  
Should auld acquaintance* be complacent, 
 G       E 
in the past? 
      A              E  
Drive to the stars, park your car, then 
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walk on back.    Then walk on back. 

A         E 
Up in the trees 
    G                           E 
the squirrels run around like a pack of crazy honeybees. 
      A            E 
Their walnuts are sweet, 
         G                         E 
but when things get weird they all grow a bunch of squirrel beards. 



A                           E 
I'm just trying to think of something that I thought before,  
    G                            E 
but every time I come around I'm staring at the kitchen floor. 



A                           E 
I'm not going anywhere, I'm perfectly content right here, 
G                          E  
settled in in my own skin, breathing in this atmosphere, 
    A                           E 
and maybe you have expectations of what my next step should be 
G                           E 
as if my success depends on leaving this reality 

A                              E 
and everything that I am doing isn't the means to an end, 
G                            E 
it's the means of creating a meaningful existence, 
    A            E            G           E 
and I just wanna sing with my friends. 

(two of them:) 
    A        E            G           E 
I just wanna sing with my friends. 


    A            E            G           E 
And I just wanna sing with my friends. 

(all of them:) 
    A        E            G           E 
I just wanna sing with my friends. 

(a chorus joins:) 
    A            E            G           E 
And I just wanna sing with my friends. 
    A            E            G           E 
And I just wanna sing with my friends. 
    A            E            G           E 
And I just wanna sing with my friends.