| Song | Karl Blau |
| Artist | The Microphones |
| Album | It Was Hot We Stayed in the Water |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| blue moon | |
| waded out past the waves swells | |
| where we all floated helpless | |
| and he told us to stop treading water | |
| he sang about the sand | |
| where we could all touch our feet down | |
| he held out his hand | |
| with his tipped back he sang loud | |
| but we didn't listen, he swam off alone | |
| long live his words, all caught up on his own | |
| he said "someday the moon will reach out to the sun | |
| but for now it must drift along, but for now he drifts along" |