Try Me Best

I want all you skinheads to get up on your feet
But 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
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...