Sick of it all and you can't get out of bed
You got no spirit left so you pack your bags instead
Everyone treats you like some kind of jerk
And it makes no sense to go to work
You don't even feel alive but feel so dead inside
You gotta go with nothing left behind
Nothing stops you from leaving
There's nothing that can give you healing
Don't cry for happiness, good times are coming soon
You're supposed to make party on the moon
You just need some painkillers to kill the bad mood
And just need some pills to feel like having party
On the moon
Dig out a grave and bury your doubts alive
The ticket's waiting
Get yourself prepared for a ride
Your life is perfect now, there is no doubt
With your little friends helping out
They make you high, they make you fly
Take you to places that are fare away
You will never be unhappy again
There's not much to lose with nothing to gain
Don't cry for happiness, good times are coming soon
You're supposed to make party on the moon
You just need some painkillers to kill the bad mood
And just need some pills to feel like having party
On the moon
Anything good has to start somewhere
Anything good has to start someday
No better place than here
No better time than now
You crawl out from six feet under
Don't cry for happiness, good times are coming soon
You're supposed to make party on the moon
You just need some painkillers to kill the bad mood
And just need some pills to feel like having party
Don't cry for happiness, good times are coming soon
You're supposed to make party on the moon
You just need some painkillers to kill the bad mood
And just need some pills to feel like having party
On the moon