R.E.M. - Man on the moon Do       Re9    Do Mott the Hoople and the game of Life, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Do       Re9    Do Andy Kaufman in the wrestling match, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Do       Re9    Do Monopoly, Twenty-one, checkers, and chess, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Do       Re9    Do Mister Fred Blassie, and a breakfast mess, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Do       Re9    Do Let's play Twister, let's play Risk, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Do       Re9    Do 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. Do       Re9    Do Newton got beaned by the apple good, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Do       Re9    Do Egypt was troubled by the horrible asp, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Do       Re9    Do 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 Do       Re9    Do Here's a little ghost for the offering, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Do       Re9    Do Here's a truck stop instead of Saint Peter's, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Do       Re9    Do 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)