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Man On The Moon (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Man in not a touch with the regular
My brain waves on the same page as a cellulars
I see in hi-d resolution a five g
Revolution with plans and solutions

Check the stations, same conversations
Thats old formats leave em at the door mat
Wave files, avi and mp3’s
The day is the same as a child learning his abc’s
It’s the way of the world goodbye cd’s and dvds
It’s 3d inside tv screens

So now i can do anything
Without the kinda luck that a penny brings
Uploaded my music it happend so quickly
Now they at the show singing right along with me
The future is there, i take you there
But you gon have to catch me, come and get me

I’m takin off, takin off, takin off
I’m outta here outta here I’m gone
You can catch me if you can but I’m goneeee I’m gone
We outta here
We outta here

Weightless, i can see the continents
Rollin in my space ghost, rolls-royce rocket ships
I’m bringing back intelligence from space from the heavens
That will take us up into a higher place
Prepare for the equinox infinite possibilities
Eating with the astronauts yeah

I hide my secrets in the sun
That way nobody ever looks directly into the way i was
Its only what i have become
Not a public enemy but still my oozy ways a ton
My millennium falcon is flawless

I walk lightyears away from these typical artists
Heartless i ain’t got no soul
I just devour everything with them i reach like a black hole
I’m in your city like a titty full of silicone
Get off that old shit mack black is killin crome

I’m takin off, takin off, takin off
I’m outta here outta here I’m gone
You can catch me if you can but I’m goneee, I’m gone
We outta here
We outta here

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Man On The Moon (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Mott the Hoople and the game of Life. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Andy Kaufman in the wrestling match. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Monopoly, Twenty one, checkers, and chess. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Mister Fred Blassie in a breakfast mess. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Let’s play Twister, let’s play Risk. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
See you heaven if you make the list. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Hey, Andy did you hear about this one? Tell me, are you locked in the punch?
Hey Andy are you goofing on Elvis? Hey, baby. Are we losing touch?
If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon.
If you believe there’s nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool.

Moses went walking with the staff of wood. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Newton got beaned by the apple good. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Egypt was troubled by the horrible asp. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Mister Charles Darwin had the gall to ask. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Hey Andy did you hear about this one? Tell me, are you locked in the punch?
Hey, Andy are you goofing on Elvis? Hey, baby. Are you having fun?
If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon.
If you believe there’s nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool.

Here’s a little agit for the never-believer. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Here’s a little ghost for the offering. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Here’s a truck stop instead of Saint Peter’s. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Mister Andy Kaufman’s gone wrestling [wrestling bears]. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Hey Andy did you hear about this one? Tell me, are you locked in the punch?
Hey Andy are you goofing on Elvis, hey baby, are we losing touch?
If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon.
If you believe there’s nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool.

Man on the Moon (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Mott the Hoople and the game of Life. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Andy Kaufman in the wrestling match. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Monopoly, Twenty one, checkers, and chess. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Mister Fred Blassie in a breakfast mess. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Let’s play Twister, let’s play Risk. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
See you heaven if you make the list. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Hey, Andy did you hear about this one? Tell me, are you locked in the punch?
Hey Andy are you goofing on Elvis? Hey, baby. Are we losing touch?
If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon.
If you believe there’s nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool.

Moses went walking with the staff of wood. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Newton got beaned by the apple good. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Egypt was troubled by the horrible asp. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Mister Charles Darwin had the gall to ask. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Hey Andy did you hear about this one? Tell me, are you locked in the punch?
Hey, Andy are you goofing on Elvis? Hey, baby. Are you having fun?
If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon.
If you believe there’s nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool.

Here’s a little agit for the never-believer. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Here’s a little ghost for the offering. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Here’s a truck stop instead of Saint Peter’s. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Mister Andy Kaufman’s gone wrestling [wrestling bears]. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Hey Andy did you hear about this one? Tell me, are you locked in the punch?
Hey Andy are you goofing on Elvis, hey baby, are we losing touch?
If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon.
If you believe there’s nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool.

Man On The Moon (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

I never wrote a book like the ones i like to read
‘cos aiming for the stars, well, it brings me to my knees
I thought i handled sin when it was sin that handled me
When i thought i saw the light
I couldn’t see the wood for the trees

There’s a man on the moon
And he says that he’s not coming down
But he’s thinking of you every time the world spins around

I could never eat enough so i bit the hand that fed
Always talked too much but most was left unsaid

I lost friends and influenced no-one
Announced the ending before it was over
Fought accusations that i was jaded
But i look at the stars and know their lights already faded

Man On The Moon (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Mott the Hoople and the game of Life. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Andy Kaufman in the wrestling match. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Monopoly, 21, checkers, and chess. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Mister Fred Blassie in a breakfast mess. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Let’s play Twister, let’s play Risk. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
I’ll see you in heaven if you make the list. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Now, Andy did you hear about this one? Tell me, are you locked in the punch?
Andy are you goofing on Elvis? Hey, baby. Are we losing touch?
If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon.
If you believe there’s nothin’ up his sleeve, then nothing is cool.

Moses went walking with the staff of wood. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Newton got beaned by the apple good. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Egypt was troubled by the horrible asp. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Mister Charles Darwin had the gall to ask. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Now, Andy did you hear about this one? Tell me, are you locked in the punch?
Hey, Andy are you goofing on Elvis? Hey, baby. Are you having fun?
If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon.
If you believe there’s nothin’ up his sleeve, then nothing is cool.

Here’s a little agit for the never-believer. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Here’s a little ghost for the offering. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Here’s a truck stop instead of Saint Peter’s. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Mister Andy Kaufman’s gone wrestling (wrestling bears). Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Now, Andy did you hear about this one? Tell me, are you locked in the punch?
Hey, Andy are you goofing on Elvis? Hey baby, are we losing touch?
If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon.
If you believe there’s nothin’ up his sleeve, then nothing is cool.

If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon.
If you believe there’s nothin’ up his sleeve, then nothing is cool
If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon.
If you believe there’s nothin’ up his sleeve, then nothing is cool
If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon.
If you believe there’s nothin’ up his sleeve, then nothing is cool
 

Man on the Moon (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Mott the Hoople and the game of Life. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Andy Kaufman in the wrestling match. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Monopoly, Twenty one, checkers, and chess. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Mister Fred Blassie in a breakfast mess. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Let’s play Twister, let’s play Risk. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
See you heaven if you make the list. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Hey, Andy did you hear about this one? Tell me, are you locked in the punch?
Hey Andy are you goofing on Elvis? Hey, baby. Are we losing touch?
If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon.
If you believe there’s nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool.

Moses went walking with the staff of wood. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Newton got beaned by the apple good. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Egypt was troubled by the horrible asp. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Mister Charles Darwin had the gall to ask. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Hey Andy did you hear about this one? Tell me, are you locked in the punch?
Hey, Andy are you goofing on Elvis? Hey, baby. Are you having fun?
If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon.
If you believe there’s nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool.

Here’s a little agit for the never-believer. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Here’s a little ghost for the offering. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Here’s a truck stop instead of Saint Peter’s. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Mister Andy Kaufman’s gone wrestling [wrestling bears]. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Hey Andy did you hear about this one? Tell me, are you locked in the punch?
Hey Andy are you goofing on Elvis, hey baby, are we losing touch?
If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon.
If you believe there’s nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool.

Man On The Moon (Letra)

R.E.M.

R.E.M.

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Sung by jim

Come visit soon
Sure gets lonely living here on the moon
I’ve got a tale to tell
About my planetary prison cell
We could shoot the breeze
Go out walking in the godless freeze
I’ve got a mind to kill
But there’s no people here so it’s no thrill

But i can’t find the sky
I can’t find the sea
I can’t find the people
I guess the people can’t find me

Solitary space
I’ve been staring at the mirror’s face
Another perfect day
It means nothing when you live this way

But i guess it’s alright
I guess it’s okay
I guess it’s alright
I guess it’s got to be this way

Come visit soon
Sure gets lonely living here on the moon