Moonshot-Britta Phillips & Dean Wareham

[ti:Moonshot] [ar:Britta Phillips & Dean Wareham] [al:L' Avventura] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Moonshot - Britta Phillips & Dean Wareham [00:06.08]Off into outer space you go my friends [00:10.29] [00:12.48]We wish you bon voyage [00:15.27] [00:17.57]And when you get there we will welcome you [00:21.31] [00:23.39]And still you'll wonder at it all [00:26.32] [00:29.21]See all the wonders that you leave behind [00:33.39] [00:35.44]The wonders humble people own [00:38.23] [00:41.32]I know a girl from a tribe so primitive [00:44.82] [00:46.75]He can call me up without no telephone [00:50.52] [00:52.56]See all the wonders that you leave behind [00:57.19] [00:59.33]Enshrined in some great hourglass [01:02.45] [01:04.37]The noble tongues the noble languages [01:08.76] [01:10.89]Entombed in some great english class [01:14.82] [01:16.08]Off into outer space you go my friends [01:20.79] [01:22.58]We wish you bon voyage [01:25.62] [01:27.82]And when you get there we will welcome you [01:31.63] [01:33.73]And still you'll wonder at it all [01:36.65] [01:51.38]An anthropologist he wrote a book [01:55.27] [01:57.80]He called it myths of heaven [02:00.71] [02:03.00]He's disappeared his wife is all distraught [02:07.37] [02:09.48]An angel came and got him [02:12.15] [02:14.58]His hair was gold his wings were love [02:17.55]His words were true [02:19.36] [02:21.16]His eyes were lapis lazuli [02:24.80] [02:26.35]He spoke in a language oh so primitive [02:30.37] [02:34.04]He made sense to me [02:36.23] [02:38.03]Off into outer space you go my friends [02:42.60] [02:44.58]We wish you bon voyage [02:47.69] [02:49.72]And when you get there we will welcome you again [02:54.46] [02:55.47]And still you'll wonder at it all