Smoking Popes - The Moon Looks Like a Tomato lyrics

And the moon looks like a tomato

And there's a blanket over the sun

And all the stars fall out of the sky

One by one

One by one

They all fall down

(chorus)

They all fall

There's none left at all

They all fall down

They all fall

They can't stand

The judgment at hand

They all fall down

Down

And the wind becomes a tornado

And all the houses built on the sand

Will all come crashing down to the ground

One by one

One by one

They all fall down

(chorus twice)

And a thousand reasons to never

Take the outstretched hand of the sun

Every excuse just crumbles to dust

One by one

One by one

They all fall down

(chorus)