Standard (EADGBE)
My daddy was an astronaut
That's what I was often taught
My daddy went away too soon
Now he's living on the moon.
Hang on to me people
We're going down
Down among the fishes in an absence of sound
It's the presence of distance and it's floating in time
It's lack and it's longing and it's not very kind
Sydney scratching in this rented room
Scratching and a-tapping to the man in the moon
That all the things that I've been told
My daddy was an astronaut.
Awesome song from the new Grinderman album.