| Title: Moon Rocks
Artist: Talking Heads
Flying saucers, levitation
Yo! I could do that
Get ready, for heavy duty
Go one, give it a chance
I saw your hair start to curl
So get up, write it down
You better wait for a while
So take your hands out of your pockets
And get your face adjusted
I heard it, somebody lied
And Iīm staring out the window
Gonna let this thing continue
In itīs natural time
Roundheads squareheads
Get settled in
You can hear my belly rumble
Thereīs a voice that starts to mumble
Woo! Itīs starting to sing
Protons, neutrons
I ate a rock from the moon
Got shicked once; shocked twice
Letīs see, what it can do
Man in the moon, moon in the man
I got a rock in my throat
Upside, up side down
My tummy start to talk . . . (what it say?)
Gonna rock it ītill I shock it
Gonna kick it ītill I drop it
Woo! Love at first sight
You can kick it, You can poke it
Ooh, I think you broke it
What about that!
Skin from a snake, blood from a stone
You know, that ainīt no lie
I got hundreds of expressions
Try to make a good impression
Woo! Right between the eyes
I donīt mind - let me go
Sounds inside - I donīt know
Let me be - why not stay
I feel numb - let me play
I got wild imagination
Talkinī transubstantiation
Any version will do
I got mass communication
Iīm the human corporation
I ate a rock from the moon
Moon in the rock, rock in the moon
Thereīs a moon in my throat
You might think Iīm wasting time
You might laugh but not for long
Hey! Iīm working it out . . . (work it out)
I donīt mind - let me go
Sounds inside - I donīt know
Let me be - why not stay
I feel numb - let me play
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