George Lassoes The Moon Lyrics

George Lassoes The Moon lyrics

What's to do? 

Didn't they want to play? 

Not to fret 

Wait a while 

Do it again 

Glory be 

I died and went to France 

Now I'm climbing carpet walls 

For just another chance 



Not today 

Just suck on your plastic spoon 

Chase the thought that 

George lassoed the moon 

It's gonna come round soon 

And when it does 

I'll be falling round the room 



It's not funny anymore 

Had enough 

I'm not laughing anymore 

Had enough 



More than this 

I'm more than this 

The more I try 

The less it works 

Had enough 



More than this 

I'm more than this 

Enough is enough 

The more I try 

The less it works 

Enough is enough 

(repeat 1x) 



Had Enough 



More than this 

I'm more than this 

Enough is enough 

The more I try 

The less it works 

Enough is enough 

(repeat 1x) 



Had Enough 



What's to do? 

Didn't they want to play? 

Not to fret, do it again 

It's gonna come round soon 

I'll be falling round the room