1969 (Down There Right Up on the Moon)

A poem said "A rat done bit my sister Nell"

I saw you down there
Your hands in the air
I showed you where I live
But you didn't care

But I buried a treasure
Right up on the moon
And you'll have to follow
If you wanna see it soon

I am the rich whose blessed key
Can bring you to his treasure
But you will have to pass a test first
And I am the measure

I'm in love with the distance
I know its appeal
You look at it closely
And you say it's not real

But I buried a treasure
For you to find
And if you will not take it
I think I'll lose my mind

I am the rich whose blessed key
Can bring you to his treasure
But you will have to pass a test first
And I am the measure

A poem said "A rat done bit my sister Nell"

I buried a treasure
Right up on the moon
And you'll have to follow
If you wanna see it soon

I am the rich whose blessed key
Can bring you to his treasure
But you will have to pass a test first
And I am the measure

A poeam said "A rat done bit my sister Nell"



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Writer(s): Jan-niklas Jäger
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