All of the astronauts
Champagne in plastic cups
Waiting for the big hero to show

Outside the door he stands
His head in his hands
And his heart in his throat


What can he tell them now
Sorry I let you down

Sorry it wasn't quite true
But don't get hung up on it
Just solider on with it

And good luck with shooting the moon

Shooting the moon

Shooting the moon, the moon
Shooting the moon


All of the principals
Generals, admirals
And the podium lit

with the spotlight
The crowd buzzes quietly
Waiting expectantly

Like it's opening night

What can he tell them now

Sorry I let you down
Sorry it wasn't quite true
But don't get hung up on it

Just solider on with it
And good luck with shooting the moon


Shooting the moon
Shooting the moon, the moon
Shooting the moon