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