Destination Moon - They Might Be Giants

Don’t bother to call this room

There’s nobody here who can pick up

Or has stuff they need to talk about

And who won’t be now

Checking out and flying

By rocket to the moon

By airplane to the rocket

By taxi to the airport

By front door to the taxi

By throwing back the blanket

Hanging down the legs

Thank you for the card with the cartoon nurse

But you see there’s nothing wrong with me

You think, «That's what you think.»

«That's what they all say,»

Before I blow you away

By rocket to the moon

By airplane to the rocket

By taxi to the airport

By front door to the taxi

By throwing back the blanket

Hanging down the legs

Soon the man who sweeps the room

Brings the secret telegram:

Commence official interplanetary exploration

Thank you for the card with the cartoon nurse

But you see there’s nothing wrong with me

You think, «That's what you think.»

«That's what they all say,»

Before I blow you away

By rocket to the moon

By airplane to the rocket

By taxi to the airport

By front door to the taxi

By throwing back the blanket

Hanging down the legs

By rocket to the moon

Crawl to the rocket

By coughing at the airport

By limping to the taxi

By throwing back the blanket

Hanging down the withered leg