This is a song about "Princess of the moon"

And then i smilethrow in the towel

Under the round moon in fumes, i make a cat growl

Binded between, carryin' the flag for an area that drag

But now, there's no moon- the sky is all black.

On toys for my baby princess

Clicquot for the girls in the tight dress

But every other part of you make me wanna depart and

Ya from neptune to the moon call me the musical mutant,

Lady at the frank stand will

While on the moon guess i'm micheal

Together, we say hi to the sunrise and fight together when the sun sets

Forget about the consequences, i really just needed to see my princess

Did nothing but shoot for the moon since (pew)

Make me wanna write my own little song for you