Shooting The Moon Lyrics

Ok Go Shooting The Moon

All of the astronauts, champagne in plastic cups
Waiting for the big hero to show
Outside the door he stands
His head in his hands and his heart in his throat

What can he tell them now?

Sorry I let you down, sorry it wasn't quite true
But don't get hung up on it just solider on with it
And good luck with shooting the moon

Shooting the moon
Shooting the moon
The moon
Shooting the moon

All of the principals, generals, admirals

And the podium lit with the spotlight
The crowd buzzes quietly
Waiting expectantly like it's opening night

What can he tell them now?
Sorry I let you down, sorry it wasn't quite true
But don't get hung up on it just solider on with it
And good luck with shooting the moon

Shooting the moon

Shooting the moon
The moon
Shooting the moon