Leave Me on the Moon - Beck

(when the fat man shaving in the pullman washroom

Grunts, «whats this?

«)

Leave me on the moon

I must be coming back too soon

Pieces of pieces laying upon

Somebodys walking on my hands

Leave me on the moon

Everybody knows its true

Everything is good as long its stays still

Coins jingle in my brain

Youve been watching me Through your jewelry

Sending rings around my hands

Now that Im near you

I slowly disappear you

Your fingernails are much too long

Leave me on the moon

You can stay there too

Seems like everybodys just

Floating away

While I tie myself down

While I tie my…