| Flying high in the friendly sky
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| Flying high without ever leavin' the ground, no Rest of the folks are tired and weary
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| Oh Lord, and have laid their bodies down.
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| I go the place where danger awaits me And it’s bound to forsake me.
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| So stupid minded.
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| I can’t help it Oh ya, so stupid minded.
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| But I go crazy when I can’t find it,
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| In the morning, I’ll be alright, my friend.
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| But soon the night will bring the pains,
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| The pain, oh the pain
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| Flying high in the friendly sky
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| Without ever leaving the ground
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| And I ain’t seen nothing but trouble baby
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| Nobody really understands, no no And I go to the place where the good feelin' awaits me Selfdestruction in my hand
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| Oh Lord, so stupid minded
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| Oh and I go crazy when I can’t find it Well I know I’m hooked my friend
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| To the boy who makes slaves out of men.
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| And oh beleive me Flying high in a friendly sky
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| Oh baby, flyin' high |