Man on the Moon by R.E.M.

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[Verse 1]
 
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Mott the Hoople and the game of Life (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
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Andy Kaufman in the wrestling match (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
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Monopoly, Twenty-one, Checkers, and Chess (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
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Mister Fred Blassie in a breakfast mess (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
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Let's play Twister, let's play Risk (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
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See you in heaven if you make the list (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
 
 
[Chorus]
 
     Am                        G
Now, Andy did you hear about this one?
Am                              G
Tell me, are you locked in the punch?
Am                      G          C    D
Andy are you goofing on Elvis? Hey baby,  Are we losing touch?
G        Am   C           Bm          G    Am          D
If you believe they put a man on the moon, man on the moon.
G        Am   C                Bm      Am
If you believe there's nothing up his sleeve, then nothing is cool.
 
 
[Verse 2]
 
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Moses went walking with the staff of wood (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
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Newton got beaned by the apple good (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
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Egypt was troubled by the horrible asp (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
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Mister Charles Darwin had the gall to ask (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
 
 
[Chorus]
 
     Am                        G
Now, Andy did you hear about this one?
Am                              G
Tell me, are you locked in the punch?
Am                      G          C    D
Andy are you goofing on Elvis? Hey baby,  Are you having fun?
G        Am   C           Bm          G    Am          D
If you believe they put a man on the moon, man on the moon.
G        Am   C                Bm      Am
If you believe there's nothing up his sleeve, then nothing is cool.
 
 
[Instrumental]
 
Em D Em D Em D D
 
 
[Verse 3]
 
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Here's a little agit for the never-believer (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
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Here's a little ghost for the offering (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
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Here's a truck stop instead of Saint Peter's (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
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Mister Andy Kaufman's gone wrestling (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
 
 
[Chorus]
 
     Am                        G
Now, Andy did you hear about this one?
Am                              G
Tell me, are you locked in the punch?
Am                      G          C    D
Andy are you goofing on Elvis? Hey baby,  Are we losing touch?
G        Am   C           Bm          G    Am          D
If you believe they put a man on the moon, man on the moon.
G        Am   C                Bm      Am
If you believe there's nothing up his sleeve, then nothing is cool.
 
 
[Instrumental]
 
Em D Em D Em D D
 
 
[Outro]
 
G        Am   C           Bm          G    Am          D
If you believe they put a man on the moon, man on the moon.
G        Am   C                Bm      Am
If you believe there's nothing up his sleeve, then nothing is cool.
 
G        Am   C           Bm          G    Am          D
If you believe they put a man on the moon, man on the moon.
G        Am   C                Bm      Am
If you believe there's nothing up his sleeve, then nothing is cool.
 
G        Am   C           Bm          G    Am          D
If you believe they put a man on the moon, man on the moon.
G        Am   C                Bm      Am                          Em
If you believe there's nothing up his sleeve, then nothing is cool.