Won herself a pass to some far off moon
It was second class but what's to lose
And looking out her window she could more than $$#ume

That you can't see air or time
She's the only rocketeer in the whole damn place
They gave her a mirror so she could talk to a face

She still got plenty lonely but that's just the case
With time, time, time
Started hearing voices sometime in June

She knew she could go crazy but didn't think that soon
Now she doesn't feel lonely but she'd just as soon
Try, try, try try

Man shot to the moon
I read a paperback and want to come home soon
I'm shot to the moon

Been there a half an hour, I want to come home soon