Point Me At The Sky Lyrics

Hey, Eugene, 
This is Henry McClean 
And I've finished my beautiful flying machine 
And I'm ringing to say 
That I'm leaving and maybe 
You'd like to fly with me 
And hide with me, baby 

Isn't it strange 
How little we change 
Isn't it sad we're insane 
Playing the games that we know and in tears 
The games we've 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 goodbye." 

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 survive till two thousand and five 
I hope you're exceedingly thin 
For if you are stout you will have to breathe out 
While the people around you breathe in 

People pressing on might say 
It's something that I hate to say 
I'm slipping down to eat the ground 
A little refuge on my brai 

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 we've got to say to you is goodbye 
It's time to go, better run and get your bags, it's goodbye 
Nobody cry, it's goodbye 
Crash, crash, crash, crash, goodbye......