Wings

C                                 
I've been up around the 
      G      C
stratosphere at 31,000 feet
F                             
I'm gonna fly on out of here on 
  C                    G
wings that you can't see
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If you're gonna fly high without 
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fear, you're gonna have to learn to
           F
 love the atmosphere
        C                       
And you gotta learn to use those 
 G                    C
wings that you can't see

C                                 
I been shreddin' on the mountains 
       G                 C
of the moon on a weekend whim
F                                 
I been lookin' out for life on 
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Mars, ground con- troll to Major Jim
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All these things could be yours 
   C                          F
too, if you'd just take another 
point of view
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Every- body's got a pair of wings 
                C
that they can't see

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         Am    F              C
I've got wings that you can't see
       Am     D7    G
I have wheels on my feet
       Am   F      C    F
Way up high I feel free
         C     G         C
On these wings you can't see

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C                             G  
I don't need no runway, I got 
             C
fuel here in my bong
F                           C    
I can buzz at treetop flyer level
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 all day long
F                                 
Now I'm lookin' down on tiny cars,
      C                         F
 tiny swimmers in the water and tiny
 beach bars
    C                    G        
And all because of these wings 
            C
that you can't see

[Chorus]
         Am    F              C
I've got wings that you can't see
       Am     D7    G
I have wheels on my feet
       Am   F      C    F
Way up high I feel free
         C     G         C
On these wings you can't see

C                               
Maybe if you open up your mind, 
G/C                  C
you might learn some things
F/C                               
God only knows what you might 
  C                 G/C
find, floatin' on those wings
F/A                            
You can try to fly away from all 
                 C/G               
your problems, I'm here to say that
             F
 ain't the way to solve them
C/E                      G/D     
I can only help you with wings 
             C
that you can't see

[Chorus]
        Am    F             C
We have wings that we can't see
        Am     D7     G
We have wheels on our feet
       Am   F        C    F
Way up high we'll be free
         C     G        C
On these wings we can't see

[Chorus]
         Am    F        C
You have wings look and see
       Am    D7             G
Silver wings like Merle and me
        Am F             C F
Come on up to Cloud nine B
C       F                   
Come on take a little taste of 
            C            F
freedom, high up in a cloudland 
kingdom
C                     G          
Take a little trip on wings that 
          C
you can't see