Man on the Moon

Come visit soon Sure gets lonely living here on the moon I've got a tale to tell About my planetary prison cell We could shoot the breeze Go out walking in the godless freeze I've got a mind to kill But there's no people here so it's no thrill But I can't find the sky I can't find the sea I can't find the people I guess the people can't find me Solitary space I've been staring at the mirror's face Another perfect day It means nothing when you live this way But I guess it's alright I guess it's okay I guess it's alright I guess it's got to be this way Come visit soon Sure gets lonely living here on the moon