Push me off to start the funOn a bike ride to the moonLots
of room for everyoneOn a bike ride to the moonAnd we'll
bring back cheese for my Auntie JaneAnd some magic
moon dust that'll stop the rainOn my poor Uncle Alfred's
head, even though he stays in bed
(silly Alfred)Why not bring a pot of teaOn a bike ride
to the moonAngel cake for you and meOn a bike ride
to the moonAnd we'll pack a tent 'case it's cold at
nightAnd I'll share your sleeping bag if I mightAnd
might be a positive boonTo protect you from the man
in the moon (Who happens to be me,
look out!)Racing forward can't look backOn a bike ride
to the moonWhat did I omit to packOn a bike ride to
the moon?With the stars all glinting in the shiny ChromeThen
I suddenly remembered what I left at homeNow I shan't
be peddling any higher'Cos a sharp sputnik has given me a cosmic flat tyre