“I’ll see you on the Moon where we’re throwing a party

And as you’re gasping for the last of air

You’ll tra-la-la-la-la

Twirling moondust abound

Lung destruction is starting

Take your suit off and swim in maria

I’ll see you on the Moon

There’s already a party

And as you’re gasping for the last of air

You’ll tra-la-la- la-la

No es la locura

En realidad es el amor”