Push me off to start the fun 
On a bike ride to the moon 
Lots of room for everyone 
On a bike ride to the moon 
 
And we'll bring back cheese for my Auntie Jane 
And some magic moon dust that'll stop the rain 
On my poor Uncle Alfred's head, even though he stays in bed (silly Alfred) 
 
Why not bring a pot of tea 
On a bike ride to the moon 
Angel cake for you and me 
On a bike ride to the moon 
 
And we'll pack a tent 'case it's cold at night 
And I'll share your sleeping bag if I might 
And might be a positive boon 
To protect you from the man in the moon  
(Who happens to be me, look out!) 
 
Racing forward can't look back 
On a bike ride to the moon 
What did I omit to pack 
On a bike ride to the moon? 
 
With the stars all glinting in the shiny Chrome 
Then I suddenly remembered what I left at home 
Now I shan't be peddling any higher 
'Cos a sharp sputnik has given me a cosmic flat tyre