Moonwalker
Nicolas Julliard
He's been perfecting
His dancing for years
Holding cigarette packs
In a shaky hand
Man's on the moon where the party's on
You won't find him
In clubs or in bars
But the streets of this town
Are so many floors
Man's on the moon where the party's on
And on
And on
Did not hear when the music stopped
He was locked in his imaginary beat
In a way you can't imitate
And there's something hypnotic
About it all