Wrong name wrong face wrong time wrong place Mass chant vigilante bad taste rat race We aren't the side who runs but never buys We are the ones who run but never hide And I want the moon I don't expect too much from honeymoons And I want the moon Some stand some stare some laugh or much don't care Passing time passing phase stupid bastard rat race There comes a line when you step out of tune There comes a clause and a respectfully yours And I want the moon we're gonna be there soon I want the fucking moon I want the moon I don't expect too much from honeymoons Business man busy mind contrite like shite Nothing like injustice nothing like a song to sing Choose to give icons of our age And choose to live with one foot in the grave And I want the moon I don't expect too much from honeymoons And I want the moon A peaceful place that we call home I'm over the fucking moon And I want the moon We don't make bargains and don't deal with markets And I want the moon We won't make bargains and don't deal with markets