[Intro]
F# G# F# F# 2x
[Verse]
F# G#
Mott the Hoople and the game of Life
F#
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
F# G#
Andy Kaufman in the wrestling match
F#
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
F# G#
Monopoly, Twenty-one, Checkers, and Chess
F#
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
F# G#
Mister Fred Blassie in a breakfast mess
F#
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
F# G#
Let's play Twister, let's play Risk
F#
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
F# G#
See you heaven if you make the list
F#
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Chorus]
D#m C#
Now, Andy did you hear about this one?
D#m C#
Tell me, are you locked in the punch
D#m C# F#
Hey, Andy are you goofing on Elvis? Hey, baby
G#
Are we losing touch?
C# D#m F# G# C#
If you believe they put a man on the moon,
D#m G#
man on the moon.
C# D#m F# D#m
If you believe there's nothing up his sleeve,
then nothing is cool.
[Verse]
F# G#
Moses went walking with the staff of wood
F#
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
F# G#
Newton got beaned by the apple good
F#
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
F# G#
Egypt was troubled by the horrible asp
F#
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
F# G#
Mister Charles Darwin had the gall to ask
F#
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Chorus]
D#m C#
Now Andy did you hear about this one
D#m C#
Tell me, are you locked in the punch?
D#m C# F#
Hey, Andy are you goofing on Elvis? Hey, baby.
G#
Are you having fun
C# D#m F# G# C#
If you believe they put a man on the moon,
D#m G#
man on the moon.
C# D#m F# D#m
If you believe there's nothing up his sleeve,
then nothing is cool.
[Solo]
A#m G# A#m G# A#m G# G#
[Verse]
F# G#
Here's a little agit for the never-believer
F#
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
F# G#
Here's a little ghost for the offering
F#
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
F# G#
Here's a truck stop instead of Saint Peter's
F#
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
F# G#
Mister Andy Kaufman's gone wrestling
F#
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Chorus]
D#m C#
Now Andy did you hear about this one
D#m C#
Tell me, are you locked in the punch
D#m C# F# G#
Hey Andy are you goofing on Elvis, hey baby,
are we losing touch.
C# D#m F# G# C#
If you believed they put a man on the moon,
D#m G#
man on the moon.
C# D#m F# D#m
If you believe there's nothing up his sleeve,
then nothing is cool.
[Interlude]
A#m G# A#m G# A#m G# G#
[Chorus]
D#m C#
Now Andy did you hear about this one
D#m C#
Tell me, are you locked in the punch
D#m C# F# G#
Hey Andy are you goofing on Elvis, hey baby,
are we losing touch.
C# D#m F# G# C#
If you believed they put a man on the moon,
D#m G#
man on the moon.
[Outro]
C# D#m F# D#m
If you believe there's nothing up his sleeve,
then nothing is cool.
C# D#m F# G# C#
If you believed they put a man on the moon,
D#m G#
man on the moon.
C# D#m F# D#m
If you believe there's nothing up his sleeve,
A#m~
then nothing is cool.