Man On The Moon

[Intro]
A B A A 2x


[Verse]
A               
  Mott the Hoople
         B
and the game of Life
A
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
A               
  Andy Kaufman in
     B
the wrestling match
A
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
A                     
  Monopoly, Twenty-one,
  B
Checkers, and Chess
A
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
A                   
  Mister Fred Blassie
      B
in a breakfast mess
A
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
A                   
  Let's play Twister,
  B
let's play Risk
A
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
A                 
  See you heaven if
     B
you make the list
A
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)


[Chorus]
     F#m           
  Now, Andy did you
                 E
hear about this one?
F#m               
  Tell me, are you
               E
locked in the punch
     F#m                   
  Hey, Andy are you goofing
    E           A
on Elvis? Hey, baby
B
   Are we losing touch?
E      F#m      A    
  If you believe they
       B          E
put a man on the moon,
F#m         B
man on the moon.
E      F#m      A       
  If you believe there's
                F#m
nothing up his sleeve,

then nothing is cool.


[Verse]
A                  
  Moses went walking
          B
with the staff of wood
A
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
A                 
  Newton got beaned
        B
by the apple good
A
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
A                  
  Egypt was troubled
        B
by the horrible asp
A
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
A                     
  Mister Charles Darwin
         B
had the gall to ask
A
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)


[Chorus]
F#m               
  Now Andy did you
                 E
hear about this one
F#m               
  Tell me, are you
               E
locked in the punch?
     F#m                   
  Hey, Andy are you goofing
    E           A
on Elvis? Hey, baby.
B
   Are you having fun
E      F#m      A    
  If you believe they
       B          E
put a man on the moon,
F#m         B
man on the moon.
E      F#m      A       
  If you believe there's
                   F#m
nothing up his sleeve,

then nothing is cool.


[Solo]
C#m B C#m B C#m B B


[Verse]
A                    
  Here's a little agit
         B
for the never-believer
A
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
A                     
  Here's a little ghost
         B
for the offering
A
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
A                   
  Here's a truck stop
       B
instead of Saint Peter's
A
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
A                     
  Mister Andy Kaufman's
      B
gone wrestling
A
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)


[Chorus]
    F#m           
  Now Andy did you
                 E
hear about this one
F#m               
  Tell me, are you
               E
locked in the punch
    F#m                   
  Hey Andy are you goofing
    E          A    B
on Elvis, hey baby,

are we losing touch.
E           F#m  A    
  If you believed they
       B          E
put a man on the moon,
F#m         B
man on the moon.
E           F#m  A      
  If you believe there's
                F#m
nothing up his sleeve,

then nothing is cool.


[Interlude]
C#m B C#m B C#m B B


[Chorus]
    F#m           
  Now Andy did you
                 E
hear about this one
F#m               
  Tell me, are you
               E
locked in the punch
    F#m                   
  Hey Andy are you goofing
    E          A    B
on Elvis, hey baby,

are we losing touch.
E           F#m  A    
  If you believed they
       B          E
put a man on the moon,
F#m         B
man on the moon.


[Outro]
E           F#m  A      
  If you believe there's
                F#m
nothing up his sleeve,

then nothing is cool.
E           F#m  A    
  If you believed they
       B          E
put a man on the moon,
F#m         B
man on the moon.
E           F#m  A      
  If you believe there's
                F#m
nothing up his sleeve,
                         C#m~
then nothing is cool.