That Moon

The moon hangs heavy in the sky tonight,
It’s sad reflection shining in my eye,
The weight of the world, keeps dragging me down,
My feet’s so heavy upon the ground;

CHORUS:
That moon – is making me crazy,
Full moon – is trying to phase me;
Before the beginning, and past the end,
The moon looks sadly on mortal men,
I stand and I gaze up at those milky tears,
And that cartoon face that soothes my tears;

CHORUS:
That moon – is making me crazy,
Full moon – is trying to phase me;
There’s nothing to fear if it’s lined up alright,
That ol’ devil moon is smiling tonight,
That moon is making me crazy.

CHORUS:
That moon – is making me crazy,
Full moon – is trying to phase me;
That voodoo you do, has swept me away,
Swirling and hurling all over the place,
That moon, is making me crazy.