hangin' around the observatory |
|
Hangin'
around the observatory. |
We
were waitin' to see the moon. |
Well
we thought that we was all gypsies, |
Come
to escape these lousy ruins. |
|
Well
that telescope; that mighty eye. |
It's
bigger, Jack, that you or I. |
Oh,
it sees the stars, it sees the moon. |
You
might as well stay in the room. |
|
Professor,
Professor, I forgot how it looks. |
Could
I just take another peak? |
Is
there really a man who lives up there? |
Is
it all green cheese so to speak? |
|
Well
now listen boy. These are the facts. |
The
moon is white. The sky is black. |
And
you are a speck on this crummy Earth, |
And
a dollar and a half is all you're worth. |
|
Why
did I come here? |
|
Let
all the tender scientist, |
Get
lost in poetry. |
And
let all these moist romantic guys, |
Turn
back to history. |
|
Hangin'
around the observatory. |
Waitin'
to see the moon. |
Well
we thought that we was gypsies |
Come
to escape these lousy ruins. |