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We’re going to the moon!
We’re gonna get there soon!
But what’s the point
Now we’re here and
There’s nothing to do
It’s just craters and sand!
A desolation wasteland!
Something must be done!
To make this lunar landing fun!
Let’s have a food fight
Here on the moon
There’s nothing better
Than having a food fight
Here on the moon
Light as a feather
In zero gravity
You are my enemy
Having a food fight on the moon
So let’s raid the ship
For Oreos… And chips!
We’ve got powdered juice-a
And bags of stew
That we’ll cut loose-a
Fo’ sho’ it’s on
Spaghetti-Os and Grey Poupon
But it’s all okay
No clean up
The food just floats away
Than having a food fight
Here on the moon
Light as a feather
Than having a food fight
Here on the moon
Light as a feather
In zero gravity
You are my enemy
Having a food fight on the moon
What’s the point of going to space anyway?
There’s nothing but space out here
I think you know
I think you know why Bowie and Major Tom
They went to space to get their food fight on
To get their food fight on!
they went to get their food fight on
Let’s have a food fight
Here on the moon
There’s nothing better
Than having a food fight
Here on the moon
Light as a feather
In zero gravity
In zero gravity
You are my enemy
cause we having a food fight on the moon
…in space
…and time…