Lyrics Palm Trees, Helicopters and Gasoline - Joe Bonamassa

Palm Trees, Helicopters and Gasoline

Seagull you fly across the horizon into the misty morning sun
Nobody asked you where you are going, Nobody knows where you’re from
There is a man asking a Question, is it a really the end of the world?
Seagull you must have known for a long time;
the shapes of things to come
Now you fly through the sky, never asking why
And you fly all around, until somebody shoots you down
Na na nana na, na na nanana na
Seagull you fly across the horizon into the misty morning sun
Nobody asked you where you are going.
Nobody knows where you’re from
Now you fly through the sky, never asking why
And you fly all around, until somebody shoots you down
Nanana na, na na nanana na
Gonna fly away tomorrow.
Fly away
Leave it to my sorrow.
Hey yeah
Gonna fly away, leave it to my sorrow
Hey yeah.