Lyrics They Might Be Giants

They Might Be Giants

Destination Moon

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