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You're looking skinny, you sleepy head
Well have you gotten out of bed?
Have you gotten out of bed?
Getting concerned about my lonely friend
Have you seen yourself today?
You're going need a haircut and a shave

I can see behind your eyes
Oh, but your mind is getting wasted
But you're always getting wasted all the time
Getting concerned about your lonely days
You're doing some more drugs
Getting caught in your 'drug phase'

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Have you heard the news that you're on your own?
Have you heard the news you got nowhere to go, go, go, go, no

I'll fly to the moon again
Well I'm sleeping with clothes up on my head
I'll fly to the moon again
I'm dying in a hot tub
I'm dying in a hot tub, with my friends
(With my friends)

Oh, you're a dinosaur today
And you're an astronaut tomorrow
You're a space man in the Milky Way
Looking for ways outside
Oh, you left your brain upstairs
Next to James and Pierre, but

Have you heard the news that you're on your own?
I'll grab you a noose
'Cause you got nowhere to go, go, go, go, no

Well I'll fly to the moon again
Well I'm sleeping with clothes up on my head
I'll fly to the moon again
I'm dying in a hot tub
I'm dying in a hot tub, once again

But I'll fly to the moon again
Well I'm sleeping with clothes up on my head
I'll fly to the moon again
'Cause I'm dying in a hot tub
I'm dying in a hot tub, with my friends

I'm here, and you're gone
I'll see you on the other side
I'm here, and you're gone
I'll see you on the other side
I'm here, and you're gone
Oh, I'll see you on the other side
And I'm here, and you're gone, gone, gone

But I'll fly to the moon again
Well, I'm sleeping with clothes up on my head
I'll fly to the moon again
I'm dying in a hot tub
I'm dying in a hot tub, once again

Well I'll fly tothe moon again
Well, I'm sleeping with clothes up on my head
I'll fly to the moon again
'Cause I'm dying in a hot tub
I'm dying in a hot tub, with my friends

Writer(s): Matthew Pauling, Sebastian Danzig, Emerson Barrett, Leith Remington

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