Lyrics:

I'm sending out a call to arms

from the cities to the farms

to the sounding of alarms

with all the bells and whistles

took my prize,

hung my plaque

pat our big collective back

and then got drunk

on crackerjack

and e-mailed my epistle

I must be the lucky one

the luckiest in Luckydom

who reached the moon but

wound up numb

now that I've had my fun

here comes the millennium

Knowing love everyday

my baby wants to be that way

but I can't bring myself to say

how I can't hope for crying

things got bad,

things got worse

I got loaded in a hearse

when all I needed was a nurse

believe me, I'm not lying

I must be the lucky one

the luckiest in Luckydom

who reached the moon but

wound up numb

now that I've had my fun

here comes the millennium

I must be the lucky one

the luckiest in Luckydom

who reached the moon but

wound up numb

let's call this party done

here comes the millennium