Man On The Moon (Live From St. James's Church, London / 2004)

Mott the Hoople and the Game of Life
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Andy Kaufman in the wrestling match
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Monopoly, twenty-one, checkers, and chess
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Mister Fred Blassie in a breakfast mess
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Let's play Twister, let's play Risk
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

See you in Heaven if you make the list
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Now, Andy, did you hear about this one?
Tell me, are you locked in the punch?
Andy, are you goofing on Elvis?
Hey baby, are we losing touch?

If you believed they put a man on the moon (man on the moon)
If you believe there's nothing up his sleeve

Then nothing is cool
Moses went walking with the staff of wood

Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Newton got beaned by the apple good

Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Egypt was troubled by the horrible asp

Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Mister Charles Darwin had the gall to ask

Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Now, Andy, did you hear about this one?

Tell me, are you locked in the punch?
And Andy are you goofing on Elvis?
Hey baby, are you having fun?
If you believed they put a man on the moon (man on the moon)

If you believe there's nothing up his sleeve
Then nothing is cool

Here's a little agit for the never-believer
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Here's a little ghost for the offering
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Here's a truck stop instead of Saint Peter's
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Mister Andy Kaufman's gone wrestling
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Now, Andy, did you hear about this one?
Tell me, are you locked in the punch?
Hey Andy, are you goofing on Elvis?
Hey baby, are we losing touch?
If you believed they put a man on the moon (man on the moon)
If you believe there's nothing up his sleeve
Then nothing is cool
If you believed they put a man on the moon (man on the moon)
If you believe there's nothing up his sleeve
Then nothing is cool
If you believed they put a man on the moon (man on the moon)
If you believe there's nothing up his sleeve
Then nothing is cool
If you believed they put a man on the moon (man on the moon)
If you believe there's nothing up his sleeve
Then nothing is cool



Credits
Writer(s): Peter Lawrence Buck, Michael E. Mills, John Michael Stipe, William Thomas Berry
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