B |---3-------------------| G |---3-------------------| D |---3-------------------| A |---1-------------------| E |---1-------------------| (intro) (verse) All of the astronauts Champagne in plastic cups Waiting for the big hero to show. Outside the door he stands His head in his hands and his heart in his throat. What can he tell them now? Sorry I let you down Sorry it wasn't quite true. But don't get hung up on it Just soldier on with it. And good luck with shooting the moon. (repeat for other verse and Chorus)