Sent to the Moon - Tullycraft

Sixty seven degrees and Franklin Sherman agrees with Roger Chaffee so baby take

the 2:10 to the sea

We like the mix tapes the most so catch the rail to the coast, we’ll hit the

night spots, we’ll close the Tip-Tup at three

Saw the Moon Stickies show, thought the band played too slow, like the get-ups,

angels in orbit they glow

Astronauts to the kings, Pia Zadora with wings, synthesizers from space,

Galaxina in gold

They gave us pictures of Mars, they drew us maps of the stars

The ones we sent to the moon

They flew the future’s machines, their faces sold magazines

The ones we sent to the moon

They built up stars we could chase, and gave us fashion from space

The ones we sent to the moon

We watched it all with our folks, it was the world’s biggest hoax

The ones we sent to the moon

Point the way to the sky, you prayed that emo would die, bring back the new

wave, Hedda Hopper she lied

You look familiar to me, Suzanne Pleshette '63, you played the Meow Meow,

t-shirts and skirts with a sigh

They gave us pictures of Mars, they drew us maps of the stars

The ones we sent to the moon

They flew the future’s machines, their faces sold magazines

The ones we sent to the moon

They built up stars we could chase, and gave us fashion from space

The ones we sent to the moon

We watched it all with our folks, it was the world’s biggest hoax

The ones we sent to the moon

The ones we sent to the moon