It was there in the bulletin
We're leaving soon
After the bake sale to raise funds for fuel

The rocket is ready and we're going to
Take our church to the moon


There'll be no one there to tell us we're odd
No one to change our opinions of God
Just lots of rocks and this dusty sod

Here at our church on the moon

We know our liberties we know our rights

We know how to fight a very good fight
Just get that last bag there and turn out the light
We're taking our church to the moon

We're taking our church to the moon
We'll be leaving soon