Fly me to the moon

Where have I been, these past few years

I went on journey, a journey of tears

The rope hung incredibly from the edge of the moon

Hung down to earth, I climbed like a loon

Up and up and up I went

As if the rope was heaven sent, never a stopping on the way
to even catch my breath.

Then at the top which was far, far away

I sat on the moon for more than a day

Then unbelievably another rope appeared

This one was cotton, which seemed a bit weird

But it took my weight, so I decided to climb

Where it took me was really sublime

To a place where the ether was really so green

The animals were smiling, their teeth were so clean

They floated around in a fragrant mist

Then I realised, I was just pissed