Pink Floyd - Point Me At The Sky Lyrics
Hey, eugene,This is henry mccleanAnd Ive finished my beautiful flying machineAnd Im ringing to sayThat Im leaving and maybeYoud like to fly with meAnd hide with me, babyIsnt it strangeHow little we changeIsnt it sad were insanePlaying the games that we know and in tearsThe games weve been playing for thousands and thousands and ....Pointing to the cosmic gliderpull this plastic glider higherLight the fuse and stand right backHe cried this is my last good-bye.Point me at the sky and tell it flyPoint me at the sky and tell it flyPoint me at the sky and tell it flyAnd if you survive till two thousand and fiveI hope youre exceedingly thinFor if you are stout you will have to breathe outWhile the people around you breathe inPeople pressing on might sayIts something that I hate to sayIm slipping down to eat the groundA little refuge on my brainPoint me at the sky and tell it flyPoint me at the sky and tell it flyPoint me at the sky and tell it flyAnd all weve got to say to you is good-byeIts time to go, better run and get your bags, its good-byeNobody cry, its good-byeCrash, crash, crash, crash, good-bye...
