Hey Eug ene this is Henry McLean an' I finish ed my beautiful flying machine
An' I'm r inging to say that I'm l eaving
An' maybe you'd l ike to fly with me and h ide with me baby
I sn't it strange how l ittle we change i sn't it sad we're ins ane
P laying the game that we k now ends in tears
The g ame we've been playing for t housands and thousands and thousands
J umps into his cosmic flyer " Pull this plastic glider higher
L ight the fuse and stand well back" he cried "This is my last goodbye."
P oint me at the sky and let it f ly
P oint me at the sky and let it f ly
P oint me at the sky and let it f ly.. ..
And i f you survive 'till two t housand and five I h ope you're exceedingly t hin
For i f you are stout you will h ave to breathe out
While the p eople around you breathe i n breathe in breathe in
P eople pressing on my sides is s omething that I hate
And so is s itting down to eat with only l ittle capsules on my plate
P oint me at the sky and let it f ly
P oint me at the sky and let it f ly
P oint me at the sky and let it f ly.. .
A ll we've got to say to you is g oodbye
T ime flew by while you were sitting on your bag
I t's goodbye
H ey Eugene look at the screen
I t's goodbye
W e can hang out of the way
I t's goodbye
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