Curious moon, shine tonight Make this dark world of truths bright The schizoid sons and the sluts live on, And on, to find their coffins Ignorance has got us down, So far that we smother in the underground Because we want to The idiots have no name, but we have troubles, We have love just the same as all of you do Can't you see the Poison Moon? It's calling to you, calling to you The idiots are in a line marching under the moon Do you have to live in a world of nails And leave your soul in an empty pail? Don't talk to me about the end I've seen the bomb, it's been my best friend Misery has got us down, So far we struggle in the underground, Because we want to See the child loose his mind? Its funny how he's struggling to show a sign He must be lying! Can't you see the Poison Moon? It' calling to you, calling to you The miserable are in a line, marching under the moon