Nina Simone – Everyone's Gone To the Moon

Everyone's gone to the moon

Streets full of people, all alone

Roads full of houses, never home

A church full of singing, out of tune

Everyone's gone to the moon

Eyes full of sorrow, never wet

Hands full of money, all in debt

Sun coming out in the middle of June

Everyone's gone to the moon

You see a long time ago life had begun

Everyone went to the sun

Parks full of motors, painted green

Mouths full of chocolate-covered cream

Arms that can only lift a spoon

You see everyone's gone

Everybody's gone

Everyone's gone to the moon

Everyone's gone to the moon

What will happen now

Everyone's gone to the moon

There's nobody left

Everyone's gone to the moon