| There’s a moon to let
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| In the outskirts of Jupiter, a moon to let
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| There’s an empty space, where the air comes by currier
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| A moon to let
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| They say it’s cold out there but nothing can be colder than you
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| You will soon forget 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 other 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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| Into space, into space, into space
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| There’s an empty bed
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| And there was once was reasoning
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| An empty bed
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| There’s a moon to let, and the air has no seasons
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| And no man has debt
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| They say it’s cold out there, but how could it be colder than here
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| You will soon forget, when you learn the easy feelings on this moon to let
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| Pack your bag, let’s go.
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| Won’t let any other 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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| Pack your bag, let’s go.
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| Won’t let any other 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 sWace
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| Into space, into space, into space |