Pink Floyd - Point Me At The Sky

Point Me At The Sky

Hey, Eugene,
This is Henry McClean
And I have finished my beautiful flying machine
And Imringing to say
That Imleaving and maybe
Youd like to fly with me
And hide with me, baby
Isnt it strange
How little we change
Isnt it sad were insane
Playing the games that we know and in tears
The games weve been playing for thousands and thousands and ....
Pointing to the cosmic glider
"Pull this plastic glider higher
Light the fuse and stand right back"
He cried "This is my last good-bye."
Point me at the sky and tell it fly
Point me at the sky and tell it fly
Point me at the sky and tell it fly
And if you survi have ti will two thousand and fi have
I hope you are exceedingly thin
For if you are stout you wi will have to breathe out
While the people around you breathe in
People pressing on might say
Its something that I hate to say
Imslipping down to eat the ground
A little refuge on my brain
Point me at the sky and tell it fly
Point me at the sky and tell it fly
Point me at the sky and tell it fly
And all weve got to say to you is good-bye
Its time to go, better run and get your bags, its good-bye
Nobody cry, its good-bye
Crash, crash, crash, crash, good-bye...