Текст (слова) песни: Jesus Christ Superstar - Poor Jerusalem
Push me off to start the fun On a bike ride to the moon Lots of room for everyone On a bike ride to the moon And we`ll bring back cheese for my Auntie Jane And some magic moon dust that`ll stop the rain On my poor Uncle Alfred`s head, even though he stays in bed (silly Alfred) Why not bring a pot of tea On a bike ride to the moon Angel cake for you and me On a bike ride to the moon And we`ll pack a tent `case it`s cold at night And I`ll share your sleeping bag if I might And might be a positive boon To protect you from the man in the moon (Who happens to be me, look out!) Racing forward can`t look back On a bike ride to the moon What did I omit to pack On a bike ride to the moon? With the stars all glinting in the shiny Chrome Then I suddenly remembered what I left at home Now I shan`t be peddling any higher `Cos a sharp sputnik has given me a cosmic flat tyre
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