It was there in the bulletin We're leaving soon After the bake sale to raise funds for fuel The rocket is ready and we're going to Take our church to the moon There'll be no one there to tell us we're odd No one to change our opinions of God Just lots of rocks and this dusty sod Here at our church on the moon We know our liberties we know our rights We know how to fight a very good fight Just get that last bag there and turn out the light We're taking our church to the moon We're taking our church to the moon We'll be leaving soon