| Hey Eugene, this is Henry McClean
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| And I’ve finished my beautiful flying machine
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| And I’m ringing to say that I’m leaving and maybe
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| You’d like to fly with me and hide with me, baby
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| Isn’t it strange how little we change?
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| Isn’t it sad we’re insane?
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| Playing the games that we know end in tears
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| The games we’ve been playing for thousands and thousands
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| And thousands and…
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| Jumped into his cosmic flyer
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| Pulled his plastic collar higher
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| Light the fuse and stand right back
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| He cried, «This is my last goodbye»
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| Point me at the sky and let it fly
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| (Point me at the sky and let it fly)
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| Point me at the sky and let it fly
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| (Point me at the sky and let it fly)
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| Point me at the sky and let it fly
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| And if you survive till two thousand and five
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| I hope you’re exceedingly thin
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| For if you are stout you will have to breathe out
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| While the people around you breathe in, breathe in
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| Breathe in, breathe in…
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| People pressing on my sides
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| Is something that I hate
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| And so is sitting down to eat
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| With only little capsules on my plate
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| Point me at the sky and let it fly
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| (Point me at the sky and let it fly)
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| Point me at the sky and let it fly
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| (Point me at the sky and let it fly)
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| Point me at the sky and let it fly
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| And all we’ve got to say to you is goodbye
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| It’s time to go, better run and get your bags, it’s goodbye
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| Nobody cry, it’s goodbye
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| (Crash, crash, crash, crash, goodbye)
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| (Crash, crash, crash, crash, goodbye)
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| (Crash, crash, crash, crash, goodbye)
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| (Crash, crash, crash, crash, goodbye)
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| (Crash, crash, crash, crash, goodbye)
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| (Crash, crash, crash, crash, goodbye)
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| (Crash, crash, crash, crash, goodbye)
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| (Crash, crash, crash, crash, goodbye) |