I'm gonna sing a song I wrote just for you, Mr Sun
(Oh, that's fine you don't really have to do that)
Alright, well here I go then
(Oh boy)

Well, the Earth is full of creatures
Anyone could be your friend
Gee, it sure would be a shame
If all of that were just to end
But I'm a schemin' dreamin' demon
Moon beamin' in outer space
And I'm devising the demise
Of the entire human race

'Cuz I'm the Moon! (wh-wha-what?)
That's right, I'm the Moon! (I... I don't understand)
Ha ha ha! (what?)
Your days are numbered
They're numbered, my friend
'Cuz the whole dang universe
Is comin' to an end

Well... How do you like my song so far?
I'm afraid of you!
You like it that much? Well here's some more!

Gee, Mr. Sun, I think that I'll miss you the most
But I'm afraid that you and all the other matter will be toast
Sure, all the stars might think they're hot
Because they're made out of fire
Well, I got laserbeam eyes that fry whatever I desire

I'm the Moon! (why are you like this?)
That's right, I'm the Moon! (What does this have to do with being the Moon?)
Your days are numbered
They're numbered, my friend
'Cuz the whole dang universe
Is comin' to an end (can I just say something?)

Better watch out, 'cuz I'm comin' for you
And I'm comin' for the stars and the galaxy too
Gonna crush everything into a cosmic dust
Yeah, the meaning of life is an ultimate bust (stop it!)
No more liquid, solid, gas
Take a deep breath: It could be your last (what the-)

Why must I do this? Why?
Oh, yeah! I remember why!

'Cuz I'm the Moon! (that's not a right explanation!)
That's right, I'm the Moon! (I think religion warned me about you!)
Ha ha ha!
Your days are numbered
They're numbered, my friend
'Cuz the whole dang universe
Is comin' to an end (maybe if we just-)

I'm the Moon! (it doesn't have to be this way!)
That's right, I'm the Moon!
Ha ha ha!
Your days are numbered
They're numbered, my friend
'Cuz the whole dang universe
Is comin' to an end