Testo Accordi Chitarra REM Man on the moon
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Mott the Hoople and the game of Life, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
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Andy Kaufman in the wrestling match, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
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Monopoly, Twenty-one, checkers, and chess, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
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Mister Fred Blassie, and a breakfast mess, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
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Let's play Twister, let's play Risk, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
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I'll see you heaven if you make the list, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Lam Sol Lam Sol
Now Andy did you hear about this one, tell me are you locked in the punch?
Lam Sol Do Re
Hey Andy are you goofing on Elvis? Hey baby, are we losing touch?
Sol Lam Do Sim Sol Lam Re
If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon.
Sol Lam Do Sim Lam
If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool.
Do Re9 Do
Moses went walking with the staff of wood, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
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Newton got beaned by the apple good, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
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Egypt was troubled by the horrible asp, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
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Mister Charles Darwin had the gall to ask, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Lam Sol Lam Sol
Now Andy, did you hear about this one? Tell me, are you locked in the punch?
Lam Sol Do Re
Hey Andy are you goofing on Elvis? Hey baby, are you having fun?
Sol Lam Do Sim Sol Lam Re
If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon.
Sol Lam Do Sim Lam
If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool.
Do Re9 Do
Here's a little agit for the never believer, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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Here's a little ghost for the offering, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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Here's a truck stop instead of Saint Peter's, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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Mister Andy Kaufman's gone wrestling, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Lam Sol Lam Sol
Now Andy did you hear about this one? Tell me are you locked in the punch?
Lam Sol Do Re
Hey Andy are you goofing on Elvis? Hey baby, are we losing touch?
Sol Lam Do Sim Sol Lam Re
If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon.
Sol Lam Do Sim Lam
If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool.
(ripete altre due volte e chiude in Mim)
