C G F D Hey Jean misses Henry McLean anʼ I finished my beautiful flying machine C G Anʼ Iʼm ringing to say that Iʼm leaving F D Anʼ maybe youʼd like to fly with me and hide with me baby C G F D Isnʼt it strange how little we change, isnʼt it sad weʼre insane C G Playing the game that we know ends in tears F D The game weʼve 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 ʼtill two thousand and five I hope youʼre 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...
