I Want the Moon

Wrong name, wrong face, wrong time, wrong place

Fast and vigilant, bad taste rat race

We are the side, runs but never buys

We are the ones, who run but never hide

And I want the Moon

I don't expect too much from honeymoons

And I want the Moon

Some stand, some stare, some laugh or much don't care

Passing time, passing phase, stupid bastard rat race

There comes a line, when you step out of tune

There comes a clause, and respectfully yours

And I want the Moon

We're gonna be there soon

I want the fuckin' Moon

And I want the Moon

I don't expect too much from honeymoons

Business man, busy mind, contrite like shite

Nothing like injustice, nothing like a song to sing

We choose to give, the icons of our age

We choose to live, with one foot in the grave

And I want the Moon

I don't expect too much from honeymoons

And I want the Moon

Peaceful place that we call home

I'm over the fuckin' Moon

And I want the Moon

We don't make bargains and don't deal with markets

And I want the Moon

We won't make bargains and don't deal with markets