A# F D# C Hey Jean misses Henry McLean anʼ I finished my beautiful flying machine A# F Anʼ Iʼm ringing to say that Iʼm leaving D# C Anʼ maybe youʼd like to fly with me and hide with me baby A# F D# C Isnʼt it strange how little we change, isnʼt it sad weʼre insane A# F Playing the game that we know ends in tears D# C The game weʼve been playing for thousands and thousands and thousands Em G Jumps into his cosmic flyer, pulls his plastic collar higher C B Light the fuse and stand well back, he cried, this is my last goodbye C F Point me at the sky and let it fly C F Point me at the sky and let it fly C F G Point me at the sky and let it fly.... A# F D# C And if you survive ʼtill two thousand and five I hope youʼre exceedingly thin A# F For if you are stout you will have to breathe out D# C While the people around you breathe in, breathe in, breathe in Em G People pressing on my sides is something that I hate C B And so is sitting down to eat with only little capsules on my plate C F Point me at the sky and let it fly C F Point me at the sky and let it fly C F G Point me at the sky and let it fly...
