I Want To Live On The Moon

I want to live on the moon
I want to live in a plastic dome
I wanna climb on a rock and be like Mr. Spock
But without having pointy ears

I want to live on the moon
I want to call it my home sweet home
I want to chuckle and laugh but you can't hear me laugh
'Cause there isn't an atmosphere

I want to slide
Down the side of a crater, there is nothing greater
Than that in my mind at the present time

I want to jump
And escape gravitation, ‘cause perambulation
Has been overrated since ancient time

(For .8 seconds, you believe that you're flying!)

I want to live on the moon
I want to talk to my robot cat
I want to sit in a chair, think about me
And stare at the Earth in the sky

I want to drive
I'll take my lunar rover, go under and over
And stop and do donuts
Out on the lunar sand

I want to replace
In a triumphant manner the American banner
And declare that the moon
Will become Logan land
(Honey, there's a full Logan land tonight)

I want to live on the moon (I want to live on the moon)
I want to call it my home sweet home (I want to call it my home)
I want to chuckle and laugh, but you can't hear me laugh
'Cause there isn't an atmosphere
I want to chuckle and laugh, but you can't hear me laugh
'Cause there isn't an atmosphere

I wanna live on the moon

(With you)