The Bobs - Meat on the Moon lyrics

Meat on the Moon A barbecue tune It's out of this world I hope we get there soon Stranded by Apollo Seven I'm a hungry astronaut Left alone up here in heaven Munching what I brought, no burgers to be bought I long for lunar butchers carving every kind of cut Flanks and chops and roasts and brisket Loin and tongue and bu*t Meat on the Moon A barbecue tune It's out of this world I hope we get there soon Back on Earth too many people go without their daily bread Don't they know that they don't need to They could all be fed by herds above their head Lift the livestock up in rockets Beam them to a better place Pork has left the planet, pigs in outer space Meat on the Moon Baloney balloon It's out of this world I hope we get there soon Aliens in cowboy hats Aliens ropin' calves Aliens they work for cheap Aliens they don't need sleep Aliens are milking cattle up on the milky way At night the stars don't twinkle Yippee ti yi yo yippee ti yippee yeh Suited up in silver helmets cows are grazing in the gra** Gravity is but a rumor Move that mighty ma**, lord, they're free at last Moos and oinks and squawks are muted There's no barnyard sound In a vacuum you can't smell the things They drop around Meat on the Moon Braunschweiger balloon It's out of this world I hope we get there soon