C G F D
Hey Jean misses Henry McLean an' I finished my beautiful flying machine
C G
An' I'm ringing to say that I'm leaving
F D
An' maybe you'd like to fly with me and hide with me baby
C G F D
Isn't it strange how little we change, isn't it sad we're insane
C G
Playing the game that we know ends in tears
F D
The game we've been playing for thousands and thousands and thousands
F#m A
Jumps into his cosmic flyer, pulls his plastic collar higher
D C#
Light the fuse and stand well back, he cried, this is my last goodbye
D G
Point me at the sky and let it fly
D G
Point me at the sky and let it fly
D G A
Point me at the sky and let it fly....
C G F D
And if you survive 'till two thousand and five I hope you're exceedingly thin
C G
For if you are stout you will have to breathe out
F D
While the people around you breathe in, breathe in, breathe in
F#m A
People pressing on my sides is something that I hate
D C#
And so is sitting down to eat with only little capsules on my plate
D G
Point me at the sky and let it fly
D G
Point me at the sky and let it fly
D G A
Point me at the sky and let it fly...
