On Monday I went out on the lawn, but I thought I was on the moon

And the day and the night were the black and the white on the moon

On Tuesday I went out on the street, but I could imagine the sweet winds of Mars

There were maidens in green, the tallest mountains I’ve ever seen on Mars

And on Wednesday I went down to the store, but I just looked up to the door

And I was on Ganymede

There was ice and snow too, made of CO₂ on Ganymede

And everytime I go out, I go out

And each time it’s harder to come back

It’s harder to come back

Yes, everytime I go out, I go out

And it’s harder to come back

And on Thursday I went in to town, but I found I was walking the groud of Titan, Titan

There were statues crying tears for the last million years on Titan, Titan

And on Friday I went out to play and something swept me away and I was on Oberon

Away so far that the sun looked like a star on Oberon

And everytime I go out, I go out

And each time it’s harder to come back

It’s harder to come back

Yes, everytime I go out, I go out

And it’s harder to come back

And on Saturday I went down to the sea wishing so hard to be free that I was on Neptune

Where a year is so long that it’s said that a one year old would be dead on Neptune

And on Sunday I went for a ride, and I just looked up to the sky and I was on Pluto, oh no

And it was so cold that I thought I’d grown old on Pluto, oh no

‘Cause everytime I go out, I go out

And each time it’s harder to come back

It’s harder to come back

Yes, everytime I go out, I go out

And it’s harder to come back

Now it’s Monday again

Should I go out or stay?

I don’t know, I don’t know

‘Cause everytime I go out, I go out

And each time it’s harder to come back

It’s harder to come back

Yes, everytime I go out

And it’s harder to come back, come back ...