| There’s a moon to let
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| In the outskirts of Jupiter
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| A moon to let, there’s an empty space
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| Where the air comes by courier
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| A moon to let, they say it’s cold out there
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| But nothing could be colder than here
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| You will soon forget
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| How the earth lost the jury on this moon to let
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| Pack your bag, let’s go
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| Won’t let any of the bad people know
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| All them that take more than they give every day
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| Let them stay when we move into space
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| There’s an empty bed
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| Where the once was reasoning, an empty bed
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| There’s a moon to let
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| Where the year has no seasons and no man has debt
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| They say it’s cold out there
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| But how could it be colder than here?
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| You will soon forget
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| All your uneasy feelings on this moon to let
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| Pack your bag, let’s go
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| Won’t let any of the bad people know
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| All them that take more than they give every day
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| Let them stay when we move into space |