Lyrics Masters of Reality

Masters of Reality

Third Man On The Moon

Now I am a saint

A worried stone I ain't

Astral traveller

Now I am a cat

What you think 'bout that?

Nerve unraveller

Wandering in a parking lot

On a rainy afternoon

Now I am an astronaut

Third man on the moon

Now I change my voice,

I ain't got no choice

For survival

Taking you to the place

Where no one got a face

Knowing your rival

Wandering in a parking lot

On a rainy afternoon

Now I am an astronaut

Third man on the moon

Wandering in a parking lot

On a rainy afternoon

Now I am an astronaut

Third man on the moon