(No more moon missions - it's time for Dorothy's a planet...)

True the summer's gone to flake

And all the sugar cane to cake

And de-activate your precious gun

Expose your efforts

Every golden world is baked



She's a person fast at play

Now she's a planet on display

Then revolving like a halo

She say's hello world

Did you make sense of it today?

'Cuz it's OK



Because you're always on my mind

Now you're always on my mind

And I find myself just wasting all my time

With the kind

You supply my mind with pollution

Yeah supply my mind with pollution