Билет на Луну (Д.Линн) 

 Remember the good old 1980's,
 When things were so [bad word] 
 I wish I could go back there again,
 And everything could be the same.

 I've got a ticket to the moon,
 I'll be leaving here any day soon,
 Yeah, I've got a ticket to the moon,
 But I'd rather see the sunrise, in your eyes.

 Got a ticket to the moon,
 I'll be rising high above the earth so soon,
 And the tears I cry might turn into the rain,
 That gently falls upon your window,
 You'll never know.

 Fly,fly through a troubled sky
 Up to a new world shining bright.
 Oh, yeah

 Flying with above,
 Soaring madly through the mysteries [bad word] 
 Wondering sadly if the ways that led me there,
 Could turn around and I would see you there, standing there.

 Ticket to the moon,
 Flight leaves here today from Satellite 2,
 As the minutes go by what shall I do,
 I paid the fare but what more can I say,
 It's just one way

 Ticket to the moon...

Старье! Такую музыку я делал в десятом классе.