Flying high – in the friendly sky
Flying high without ever leavin' the ground, no
Rest of the folks are tired and weary
Oh Lord, and have laid their bodies down
I go to the place where danger awaits me,
and it's bound to forsake me
So stupid minded.
I can't help it
Oh ya, some stupid minded
But I go crazy when I can't find it
In the morning, I'll be alright, my friend
But soon the night will bring the pains
The pain, oh the pain
Flying high in the friendly sky
Without ever leaving the ground
And I ain't seen nothing but trouble baby
Nobody really understands, no no
And I go to the place where the good feelin' awaits me
Self-destruction in my hand
Oh Lord, so stupid minded
Oh, and I go crazy when I can't find it
Well, I know I'm hooked my friend
To the boy who makes slaves out of men
And oh believe me
Flying high in a friendly sky
Oh baby, flyin' high
Ah, what's happening brother
What's been shakin' up and down the line
I want to know 'cause I'm slightly behind the time.
