Everyone’s Gone To The Moon
(Kenneth King)
Streets full of people
All alone
Roads full of houses
Never home
Church full of singing
Out of tune
Everyone’s gone to the moon
Eyes full of sorrow
Never wet
Hands full of money
All in debt
Sun disappears
In the middle of June
Everyone’s gone to the moon
Long time ago
Life has begun
And everyone went to the sun
Cars full of motors
Painted green
Mouths full of chocolate
Covered cream
Arms that can only
Lift a spoon
Everyone’s gone to the moon
Everyone’s gone to the moon
Everyone’s gone to the moon