He wishes he could fly away From all his yesterdays If he could, he would gladly pay For a one way ticket to the moon All his friends try to straighten him out I could hear him scream and shout The walls were thin and he was pacing about He was waiting For a one way ticket to the moon I can hear him climbing the wall He won't see callers and he can't take calls He wants his privacy but most of all He wants a one way ticket to the moon Some people can't see beyond their head Some people think they'd be better off dead He kept saying somewhere he'd read about One way ticket One way ticket One way ticket to the moon That guy next door He's a lot like me He's got a lot of history But I know you can't get nothing for free Not even a one way ticket to the moon
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