Point Me At The Sky

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Hey Jean misses Henry McLean an' I
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 finished my beautiful flying 
machine
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An' I'm ringing to say that I'm 
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leaving
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An' maybe you'd like to fly with me
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 and hide with me baby
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Isn't it strange how little we 
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change, isn't it sad we're insane
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Playing the game that we know ends 
in tears
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The game we've been playing for 
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thousands and thousands and 
thousands
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Jumps into his cosmic flyer, pulls 
his plastic collar higher
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Light the fuse and stand well 
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back, 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 
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fly....

    C                       
And if you survive 'till two 
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thousand and five I hope you're 
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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
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 in, breathe in, breathe in
F#m                          
People pressing on my sides is 
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something that I hate
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And so is sitting down to eat with 
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only little capsules on my plate
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Point me at the sky and let it fly
D                              G
Point me at the sky and let it fly
D                            
Point me at the sky and let it 
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fly...