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A Very Rare Evening [Jazz Maniacs] (Nina Simone) · Metal Maniacs Presents...Deranged (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Science Maniacs (Science Maniacs) · Beware of the Maniacs (The Dodos) · Sailor Moon: Full Moon Collection (Sailor Moon) · Moon Oppose Moon (Unto Ashes) · Moon Money Moon (Retsin) · Ruby With the Moon Maids and the Moon Men (Vaughn Monroe) · To the Moon & Back (Savage Garden) · To the Moon & Back (Savage Garden) – and 90 other albums »


I'm gone to the moon
I'm gone to the moon
I'm gone to the moon
I float like balloons
I'm gone to the moon
I'm gone to the moon 
I'm gone
People locked the doors of their floors
Shadows are fast like a flying horse

A short attack, like a maniac
Confused by the ghost in black
When
The fox went out to the chase one night
Prayed to the moon to give him light
He had many a mile to go that night
Before he reached the town-o
The fox went out to the chase one night
Prayed to the moon to give him light
He had many a mile to go that night
Before he reached the town-o
The fox went out to the chase one night
Prayed to the moon to give him light
He had many a mile to go that night
Before he reached the town-o
The fox went out to the chase one night
Prayed to the moon to give him light
He had many a mile to go that night
Before he reached the town-o
The fox went out to the chase one night
Prayed to the moon to give him light
He had many a mile to go that night
Before he reached the town-o
The fox went out to the chase one night
Prayed to the moon to give him light
He had many a mile to go that night
Before he reached the town-o
nympho-maniac
Bring it back, now shake it up
Put it on the table, now break it up
Give it to me, now put a lighter on the end of it
It really don't matter
The fox went out to the chase one night
Prayed to the moon to give him light
He had many a mile to go that night
Before he reached the town-o
[Repeat: x2]
S-N-double-O-P D-O-double-giz-ee
D-O-double-giz-ee
D-O-double-giz-ee

Izzle kizzle, fo' schizzle
My nizzle, what you sizzle?
Fo'
at his neck and a gun at his back
And a license to kill him is given out to every maniac
He's the neighborhood bully.

Well, he got no allies to really
sleepin' and the moon turns his back
You crawl on your belly 'long the railroad tracks
And cross your heart and hope to die, and stick a needle in your eye
The fox went out to the chase one night
Prayed to the moon to give him light
He had many a mile to go that night
Before he reached the town-o
town-o

He grabbed the great goose by the neck
And he threw a duck across his back 
And he didn't mind the quack quack
And the legs all dangling
at the same time

It's off the limbo with Timbo, you motherfuckin' bimbo
So quit knockin' at my window, you nympho
Maniac, bring it back, now shake it up
Still in Brooklyn
Lullabies chime crooked
For the harrowed and the shook-en
Back to dose me
Back to hold the high closely
For the sparrows
to grease my chin
Before I leave this town o

He grabbed the gray goose by the neck
Throwed a duck across his back
He didn't mind the quack, quack, quack
at the same time

It's off the limbo with Timbo, you motherfuckin' bimbo
So quit knockin' at my window, you nympho
Maniac, bring it back, now shake it up
myself
I'm by myself
I'm by myself
I'm by myself
Alone
Hear my voice
Through the dim
Hear the waves on your skin
Like a call from within
Come back
The flowers by your bed are wilting. 
The sun is setting in the west. 
A fog is covering your eyes, 
Your stockings are attracting flies, 
Decay
me, are you a maniac
I am and I'm okay with that

My moon, my stars
One last night, one final kiss
Desire begging me not to go
Goodbye my
The days gone by
And we'll walk the beaches
With the way the island teaches

Oh'o Westward Wind
To feel it myself and given the time
I spend with you
on the paddy wagon like a Pakistani
Packin' a Mac eleven , with a pack of maniacs, eleven thirty
Back at it again, I'm ready for the battle, when and where
Two thousand fattened years like maniacs
Have despoiled our common grave
Now what necrophagous Second Coming backs
From the cradle to enslave?