David Bowie - Fly Lyrics
- Album: Reality- Lyrics and music by David BowieThe televisions on and I'm walking throught the yardHow's this life that sweet when I'm crying in the carDying for the weekendThe kids are alright but they don't smell muchThe sellup in the garage in the decks and the stuffDying for the weekendThe boys on a charge but his mother doesn't knowI never got around yet I tell it my soulBut we only make it crazyWe'll I'll be fine, I'm only screaming in my headBut I can fly, I close my eyes and I can flyThe televisions on and I'm walking throught the yardHow's this life that sweet when I'm crying in my carDying for the weekendThe kids are gonna get it in an all right wayLooking pretty though but I still want to say(Do you really have to go?)Down in the backstreet the skinny get criesBad judge saturday another life lineDying for the weekendWe'll I'll be fine, I'm only screaming in my headBut I can fly, I close my eyes and I can flyWhen I can fly and fall to all the end and I can flyI'll be fine, I'm only screaming in my headI can fly, I close my eyes and I can fly
