Poor moon

Ever since I was a kid
You sure looked good to me
Now I'm a man full-grown and I
Know what I'd hate to see.

Oh, well - it might be tomorrow
Oh, well - I just don't know
Oh, well - it might take years
I wonder when they're going to destroy your face.

[It may seem silly but I don't like
What's been coming down
'Cause you've been looking good too long
To change your colour now].

Oh, well - they might test some bomb
Oh, well - and scar your skin
Oh, well - I don't think they care so
I wonder when they're going to destroy your face.

I hope I'll see you in the sky
At night when I get old
I hope you'll look about the same
As when I was a boy.

Oh, well - it gets me to gasping

Oh, well - when I think about
Oh, well - what they might do
I wonder when they're going to destroy your face.

Well, you sure look good in our sky at night
And it's sad to say you won't shine so bright
Some day.

I bet you've seen the cloud we make
That covers up L. A.
I wonder if you'll hide behind
A shroud like that some day.

Oh, well - I'm worried about it
Oh, well - it makes me sigh
Oh, well - I just can't help it
I wonder when they're going to destroy your face.

Oh, well - it might be tomorrow
Oh, well - I just don't know
Oh, well - it might take years
I wonder when they're going to destroy your face