(We're Gonna Put) A Man on the Moon

We're gonna put a man on the moon, Gloryosky
Every taxpayer from Florida to Oregon
Says that twenty billion dollars is a bar-a-gain

We're gonna put a man on the moon, Leapin' lizards
So if we can trim the budget, we will trim it
But when it comes to space, the sky's the limit

For floods and fires and famines we can't spare an extra quarter
So up and down the Mississippi folks are treading water
But still there is no doubt
That they 're proud to be wiped out

It's worth it
To put a man on the moon

If we could spare the money, we perhaps could find the answer
To why so many people die of heart disease and cancer
But, heck, they're glad to go
It's worth it just to know
That the money
Will put a man on the moon

But don't complain of empty pockets or empty pantries
Think of all those sexy rockets sitting on their gantries
We're proud of every orbit
And I hope you're doing your bit
To help us land there soon

Let's crack down on all tax dodgers
So some nut can play Buck Rogers
When we put a man on the moon