They Might Be Giants — Destination Moon lyrics

Lyrics

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
Buy 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
Soon the man who slweeps the room
Brings a secret telegram
«COMMENCE OFFICIAL INTERPLANETARY EXPLORATION»
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