We are celebrate
The land of moon
A primitive man
Without a sexy girl
The land of moon

The party stared
The whiskey down
Around my neck the drug’s
Escape the “cerebrus”
The land of moon

The moon is young
The earth is old
We live a planet of destruction fool

The blood is running
Down at my foot
The pistol shooting you!
Escape the snow-y blood
The land of moon.

The party stared
The whiskey down
Around my neck the drug’s
Escape the “cerebrus”
The land of moon