I want all you skinheads to get up on your feet
Put your braces together and your boots on your feet
And give me some of that old moonstomping

Get ready
We got three million miles to reach the moon
So let's start getting happy now, ready?
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah

Now, before we reach the moon, fellas
We got to make sure that everthing is spic and span
Alright?
We got to make sure you, shine your boots
Brush your teeth
Because the man on the moon look different
From man on the Earth
That's what I say boys
Now remember, I am your boss skinhead speaking
My name is Caleb
Alright, and remember, I'm the boss
You can see, look at my boot
Or my feet, or whatever you want to call it
And you can see I've got the biggest boots
That's not right
Now, when I say "sing",
I want everyone to get in the groove and start singing
Because we're on the moon

Ready? One time
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah

Now, I want all you fellas to gather around me
And we're gonna start stomping
Ready? Here we go, one time

Now, we want to make sure when we get back on the Earth
We've got the moon on top of us

Now, we want to make sure that everybody
Is still in the groove when we get back
So let's start singing one more time

Ready?
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Come on, moonwalk, moonwalk, come on...