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)