Hangin' around the observatory
We were waitin' to see the moon
Well we thought that we was all gypsies
Come to escape these lousy ruins
Well that telescope; that mighty eye
It's bigger Jack that you or I
Oh it sees the stars it sees the moon
You might as well stay in the room
Professor Professor I forgot how it looks
Could I just take another peak
Is there really a man who lives up there
Is it all green cheese so to speak
Well now listen boy These are the facts
The moon is white The sky is black
And you are a speck on this crummy Earth
And a dollar and a half is all you're worth
Why did I come here
Let all the tender scientist
Get lost in poetry
And let all these moist romantic guys
Turn back to history
Hangin' around the observatory
Waitin' to see the moon
Well we thought that we was gypsies
Come to escape these lousy ruins