[ WP ] The Moon landing , immortalized in a space shantie

One summer morn at Ken-ne-dy 
 
 From Launch Pad Thirty Niiiiine 
 
 Three sons of Earth, blast ’ d off in 
 
 A par-a-bol-ic liiiiiiine 
 
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 Carry ’ d off by a Saturn Five 
 
 Her liquid fuel aimed truuuuuuue 
 
 Young Armstrong, he command ’ d her 
 
 With Buzz and Collins toooooooo 
 
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 They sat inside the mod-u-le 
 
 Remembering their triiiaaaalls, 
 
 As Apollo entered Earth orbit 
 
 At an alititude of one hundred naut-i-cal miiiiiiiiles 
 
 ( one hundred miles ) 
 
 ( one hundred miles ) 
 
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 These sons of Earth, they felt no fear 
 
 They conquered space with eeeeeaase 
 
 And headed off toward that gi-ant 
 
 Round pale ball of cheese 
 
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 As they entered lunar orbit 
 
 Collins yelled “ I ’ ll staaaaaay, 
 
 Enjoy the surface lads, and I ’ ll be 
 
 Here as your valeeeeeeet ” 
 
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 So command-er Armstrong and young Buzz 
 
 Went without dis-con-teeeeent 
 
 And left their mate to tend the ship 
 
 As they began lu-nar de-sceeeent 
 
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 What happened next is lost to time 
 
 But from what little we can chaaaaance 
 
 Commander Armstrong returned to Earth 
 
 And won the Tour-de-France 
 
 ( Tour-de-France ) 
 
 ( Tour-de-France )
