
Going To The Moon
alternative rock, layered punchy overdrive guitars, metal

Going To The Moon
alternative rock, layered punchy overdrive guitars, metal
Lyrics
Oh hey, I see a ship coming.
Shut the fuck up and get into the squad; we're going to the moon.
They're Trouble Man, he's Dr. Trouble, and I'm Miss Conduct.
Friends with benefits!
And that benefit is murder!
It's a bird, it's a mech. No, it's both!
It's a bomb.
Gasp! A child!
BOOM.
That's a tank. THAT'S A TANK!
Yes, and?
The C in C4 does not stand for "close"
Says you.
BOOM BOOM.
Is that a breach above me? Oh, it's just Joker.
We'll hug you and pet you and squeeze you and pelt you with potatoes.
ARE YOU HAPPY YOU SAD SACK OF SHIT?!
Shut the fuck up and get into the squad; we're going to the moon.
They're Trouble Man, he's Dr. Trouble, and I'm Miss Conduct.
Friends with benefits!
And that benefit is murder!
I did it, guys. I destroyed the moon.
I miss the screams.
Not again.
