ItsMemeTime3
The moon is made of cheese but I can't taste it
But I like the way the texture feels when I lick the surface
And the rumors start to go round the world that I'm crazy
'Cause I can't even taste cheese
But I guess they don't know me
ItsMemeTime3
And the birds are made of trees, think I've explained this
And they fly around on an airplane in the business class section
And the ants crawl on the earth's surface
And the turtles roll trough the street
And the orchestra's playing symphonies for free
And the church holds the key
The moon is pretty cheap
ItsMemeTime3
The grass is always green, but I just changed it
To remind me of the way it was when the world was younger
And the TV's on the radio
And the telephone's on the stereo
And the leaves turn to a colorful shade of turquoise