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Point Me At The Sky
 

Музыка: Роджер Уотерс, Дэвид Гилмор
Текст: Роджер Уотерс, Дэвид Гилмор

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
Laying the games that we know and in tears
The games we've been playing for thousands and thousands and thousands and...

Jumps into his cosmic flyer
pulls his plastic collar higher
Light the fuse and stand right back

He cried
This is my last goodbey

Point me at the sky and let it fly
Point me at the sky and let it fly
Point me at the sky and let 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 pushing on my sides
is something that i hate
and so is sitting down to eat
with only little capsules on my plate

Point me at the sky and let it fly
Point me at the sky and let it fly
Point me at the sky and let it fly

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

   
 
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