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Yeah…yeah, fly…yeah, yeah…yeah,
Ooo… yeah…yeah, fly…yeah, yeah…yeah,
Yeah…yeah, fly…yeah, yeah…yeah, ooo…
Ooo… yeah…yeah, fly…yeah, yeah…yeah,

One tropic summer those high flyin’ mans you’ve been thinkin’
You know the ones that have been flyin’ too low, oh
Look up at some of those airplanes risin’ and takin’
To see the ones that are flyin’ to low
Yeah…
Talk about

With the power of soul
Anything is possible
With the power of you
Anything you wanna do

Flyin’ through the air on a kite every day and every night
Just up there, it escape her wrist
Sometimes the wind ain’t right
Yeah, I’m playin’ too much with one toy baby
Just up there, it escape to the crippled night
Oh yeah
And you look around and see all the jellyfish
You sayin’ floatation is goovy baby
And even he’ll tell you that
Yeah, gettin’ high every day is easy
And the floatin’ around even if jellyfish will agree to that
Yeah, I’m singin’ with a power
Aren’t you?

‘Ok, here we go. I’m gonna try it with the long beginning ok.
then, then, I’m gonna do the weak start. ok’

‘what’s it called jimi? ‘

‘here he comes’
‘here he comes take one’
Here he comes, I say
Here comes your lover now
Here he comes
Here comes your lover man
Aah I gotta get my head from this pillow
I gotta get outta your
No heart fellin’s
Reach down baby and get my runnin’ shoes
Oh yeah
Reach down baby and get my runnin’ shoes
I gotta get outta here and I got no time to lose
Hey
Here he comes
Here comes your lover now
Here he comes
Here comes your lover man
I gotta get my suitcase
And get the hell outta just as fast as I can
Here he comes baby
Here he comes baby
Here he comes baby
Here he comes baby
Doo doo….

Well she’s walking through the clouds
With a circus mind that’s running round
Butterflies and zebras
And moonbeams and fairy tales
That’s all she ever thinks about
Riding with the wind.

When I’m sad, she comes to me
With a thousand smiles, she gives to me free
It’s alright she says it’s alright
Take anything you want from me,
Anything.

Look over yonder here come the blues
The thirteenth of any time, powered by fools
I can see ’em comin’
Wearing a blue armoured coat
You’re sittin’ here with your violins
Hittin’ wrong notes
Look over yonder, he’s comin’ my way
When he’s around, I never have a happy day
(you even bust my guitar strings)

Look over yonder, look over yonder, look over yonder etc.

Machine Gun
Tearing my body all apart

Machine Gun, yeah
Tearing my body all apart

Evil man make me kill ya
Evil man make you kill me
Evil man make me kill you
Even though we’re only families apart

Well I pick up my axe and fight like a farmer
(You know what I mean)
Hey!

Hey Izabella
Girl, I’m holding you in my dreams every night.
Yeah, but you know good well baby,
You know we got this war to fight.
Well, I’m calling you under fire
Well, I hope you’re receiving me all right.

Hey, Izabella
Girl, I’m fightin’ this war for the children and you
Yeah, yeah, yeah, baby!