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