Pink Floyd-Point Me at the Sky

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 (breathe in... breathe in... breathe in...) People pressing 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 And all we've got to say to you is goodbye It's time to go, better ...
Author: cannibaljuice; Tags: Pink Floyd Point Me at the Sky The Early Singles 1967 Roger Waters David Gilmour


















