Point Me At The Sky

C G F D Hey Jean misses Henry McLean an' I finished my beautiful flying machine C G An' I'm ringing to say that I'm leaving F D An' maybe you'd like to fly with me and hide with me baby C G F D Isn't it strange how little we change, isn't it sad we're insane C G Playing the game that we know ends in tears F D The game we've been playing for thousands and thousands and thousands F#m A Jumps into his cosmic flyer, pulls his plastic collar higher D C# Light the fuse and stand well back, he cried, this is my last goodbye D G Point me at the sky and let it fly D G Point me at the sky and let it fly D G A Point me at the sky and let it fly.... C G F D And if you survive 'till two thousand and five I hope you're exceedingly thin C G For if you are stout you will have to breathe out F D While the people around you breathe in, breathe in, breathe in F#m A People pressing on my sides is something that I hate D C# And so is sitting down to eat with only little capsules on my plate D G Point me at the sky and let it fly D G Point me at the sky and let it fly D G A Point me at the sky and let it fly... ----------------- Acordes ----------------- A = X 0 2 2 2 0 C = X 3 2 0 1 0 C# = X 4 6 6 6 4 D = X X 0 2 3 2 F = 1 3 3 2 1 1 F#m = 2 4 4 2 2 2 G = 3 2 0 0 0 3