Moon 69 lyrics

We got the Moon, it's ours for the taking
We got the Moon, it's in our hands
Look at the Moon, there's Armstrong-a-leaping
He got the Moon, and he's our man.

Send our love to Russia
Sympathy? Not much.
Tell Brezhnev and his brethren:
"We think you're out of touch."
Big deal, you threw a boomerang,
Laika, puppy in the sky.
But our silver capsule landed.
Man has never been so high.

The moon is heaven's eye.
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It looks so very small from here,
But it's really quite a trip.
It always seemed impossible
Got to move at quite a clip.
Say Hello to the Future
Though he's a bit behind the times.
They scheduled him for yesterday,
Now he's finally arrived.

(This transmission is coming to you from the moon.)

Bailey tossed a rope around,
Now NASA reels it in.
But old folks say they staged it
On a backlot of MGM.
Move over, Mr. President,
No ticker-tape for you.
These boys been lunar after all, man
That golf ball really flew.

We heave hallelujahs hell-high
To the moon-eyed sky.

The moon is heaven's eye.