Thanks for Nothing, Moon

Moon is rising
Hi, I'm doing well
Ain't this quite the lie?
Now we're in Hell
Moon is on the move
Is with the times
Moon will not forget
Is not a lie

And you say: "Goodnight Moon"
It's looking out for me
But I say goddamned Moon
You're a goddamned thief
Looking up at the Moon

Well I wanna say I'm a reasonable guy
But don't cross me, Moon
I wanna say I'm a lunar dude
But don't test me
I'm all about the sun

Looking up at the Moon
Sometimes I want to proclaim
Life is over too soon
And everything is the same
The Moon up in space, the tides below
(And you'll never be home)

And you think: "This will pass
This is life and I am the maste"
Well I got news for you
You're a goddamned fool
Every time that you speak

I feel a burning irritation in my bowels
So don't talk to me
I wanna say you're an alright dude
But don't test me
I'm not about to lie

Looking up at the Moon
Sometimes I want to proclaim
Life is over too soon
And everything is the same
The Moon up in space, the tides below
(And you'll never be home)

Thinking back to the days
When I used to trust the Moon
It all seemed so alive
But then reality exploded
And I lost my mind

Now that the Moon is in my past
I realize most things will never last
Now that the Moon is cached and banged out
I realize it's a cosmic hyper-drought

You think that you understand
The Moon will not believe
You're gone so soon
I'll curse the Moon
(We all know about the Moon)

Looking up at the Moon
Sometimes I want to proclaim
Life is over too soon
And everything is the same
The Moon up in space, the tides below
(And you'll never be home)

Looking up at the Moon
Sometimes I want to proclaim
Life is over too soon
And everything is the same
The Moon up in space, the tides below
(And you'll never be home)

Now I'm sitting alone
In a hotel room
With a bottle of scotch
And a cheap prostitute
Well I'm thinking about my life so far
And everything I'll never be

When I see the Moon on high
And he's smiling at the night
Well I think to myself
Thanks for nothing, Moon

Viewing the Moon
As a cosmic inanimate object
I'm forced to say
Fuck you