| Song | The Moon Is Mine |
| Artist | Fairground Attraction |
| Album | The First Of A Million Kisses |
| 作曲 : Nevin | |
| No calls, no letters | |
| Just fireweeds and stinging nettles | |
| But the moon is mine | |
| Yeah, the moon is mine | |
| Bad news in the papers | |
| Bad news for this sinner's wages | |
| But the moon is mine | |
| Yeah, the moon is mine | |
| Skim a stone across the river | |
| Throw all my money in the wishing well | |
| I can't afford the cost of living | |
| If the price is living hell | |
| No-one to call me baby; no, no | |
| No valentines again | |
| But the moon is mine | |
| Yeah, the moon is mine | |
| No hook to hang my hat on | |
| No rooms for rent today | |
| But the moon is mine | |
| Yeah, the moon is mine | |
| Skim a stone across the river | |
| Throw all my money in a wishing well | |
| I can't afford the cost of living | |
| if the price is living hell | |
| I used to believe | |
| In a glittering prize | |
| But lately I've seen | |
| That that's just a pillow of lies | |
| And the moon is mine | |
| Yeah, the moon is mine | |
| That beautiful ball of cheese | |
| is my personal property | |
| The moon is mine | |
| The moon is mine | |
| Oh, the moon is mine | |
| The moon is... mine! |
| zuò qǔ : Nevin | |
| No calls, no letters | |
| Just fireweeds and stinging nettles | |
| But the moon is mine | |
| Yeah, the moon is mine | |
| Bad news in the papers | |
| Bad news for this sinner' s wages | |
| But the moon is mine | |
| Yeah, the moon is mine | |
| Skim a stone across the river | |
| Throw all my money in the wishing well | |
| I can' t afford the cost of living | |
| If the price is living hell | |
| Noone to call me baby no, no | |
| No valentines again | |
| But the moon is mine | |
| Yeah, the moon is mine | |
| No hook to hang my hat on | |
| No rooms for rent today | |
| But the moon is mine | |
| Yeah, the moon is mine | |
| Skim a stone across the river | |
| Throw all my money in a wishing well | |
| I can' t afford the cost of living | |
| if the price is living hell | |
| I used to believe | |
| In a glittering prize | |
| But lately I' ve seen | |
| That that' s just a pillow of lies | |
| And the moon is mine | |
| Yeah, the moon is mine | |
| That beautiful ball of cheese | |
| is my personal property | |
| The moon is mine | |
| The moon is mine | |
| Oh, the moon is mine | |
| The moon is... mine! |