The Fucking Moon by Evolution Control Committee Lyrics

-This is Tranquility Base. The Eagle has landed
Jesus H. Christ, Houston, we're on the fucking moon, over

-Roger, Tranquility, we copy that, we cannot believe you are on the fucking moon. Repeat: cannot fucking believe it, over

You are clear to hook up lunar equipment conveyors to walk--fucking walk--on the moon, over

-Holy living fuck. Are you fucking believing this, over?
-We read you, over

-I absofuckinglutely am standing on the surface of the fucking moon. Am talking to you from the surface of the fucking moon
Jesus H. Christ in a chicken-basket

-Uh, holy shit, Tranquility. Holy mother of fuck
The fucking moon, over