Flying to the Moon
SUMMARY:
The Space Race is on and President JF Kennedy wants to put a man on the moon because it is there – but so does Nikita Krhushchev. Not even the cost will stop them now.
Parody of Fly me to the Moon by Bart Howard
LYRICS:
Come fly with me, it’s the key to the arms race
To win the Cold War we need to be the first in space.
There’s knowledge to be gained, that’s the main desire we nurse
Ha, you’re rushing into space, but we Russians got there first.
Our plans all went kaput-nik when you pulled that Sputnik
Wheeze.
So I vowed to beat you, chump, to that lunar lump of
Cheese.
Flying to the Moon
Who cares about the cost?
All that matters now is
If I win, that means he’s lost.
Our man Gagarin first in space, super-fly
Victorious – more like furious, was he a spaceman or a spy?
And Voskhod was good, we were the first to walk in space.
But Gemini was better, put us back in first place.
Then Christmas ’68, our Apollo 8
Round the Moon did whizz.
You call that a triumph? Not exactly rocket science
Well, yes, it is.
Flying to the Moon won by the USA
Ha, I never craved that lunar landing anyway
Whoa-ah.
Flying to the Moon sure brings out your worst
Billions spent – you’re just mad ‘cos we got there first.
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