Push me off to start the fun
  On a bike ride to the moon
  Lots of room for everyone
  On a bike ride to the moon
    And we'll bring back cheese for my Auntie Jane
  And some magic moon dust that'll stop the rain
  On my poor Uncle Alfred's head, even though he stays in bed (silly Alfred)
    Why not bring a pot of tea
  On a bike ride to the moon
  Angel cake for you and me
  On a bike ride to the moon
    And we'll pack a tent 'case it's cold at night
  And I'll share your sleeping bag if I might
  And might be a positive boon
  To protect you from the man in the moon
  (Who happens to be me, look out!)
    Racing forward can't look back
  On a bike ride to the moon
  What did I omit to pack
  On a bike ride to the moon?
    With the stars all glinting in the shiny Chrome
  Then I suddenly remembered what I left at home
  Now I shan't be peddling any higher
  'Cos a sharp sputnik has given me a cosmic flat tyre