Point Me At The Sky Lyrics

Hey, Eugene,
This is Henry McClean
And I've finished my beautiful flying machine
And I'm ringing to say
That I'm leaving and maybe
You'd like to fly with me
And hide with me, baby

Isn't it strange
How little we change
Isn't it sad we're insane
Playing the games that we know end in tears
The games we've been playing for thousands and
thousands and ....

Jumped into his cosmic glider
Pulled his plastic collar higher
'Light the fuse and stand well back'
He cried 'This is my last good-bye.'

Point me at the sky and let it fly
Point me at the sky and let it fly
Point me at the sky and let it fly

And if you survive till two thousand and five I hope you're exceedingly thin
For if you are stout you will have to breathe out
While the people around you breathe in

People pressing on my sides
Is something that I hate and so is
Sitting down to eat
With only little capsules on my plate

Point me at the sky and let it fly
Point me at the sky and let it fly
Point me at the sky and let it fly

And all we've got to say to you is good-bye
Tell Mama and my sister and my brother it's good-bye
Hey Eugene, look at the screen, it's good-bye
We can hang the Milky Way, it's good-bye
Crash, crash, crash, crash, good-bye

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