Pink Floyd — Point Me at the Sky BBC Radio Session 02 December 1968

[Verse One: David Gilmour] 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? Playing the games that we know end in tears The games we've been playing for thousands and thousands And thousands and... [Pre-Chorus One: Roger Waters] Jumped into his cosmic flyer Pulled his plastic collar higher Light the fuse and stand right back He cried, "this is my last goodbye" [Chorus: David Gilmour (and Richard Wright)] 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 (Point me at the sky and let it fly) Point me at the sky and let it fly [Verse Two: David Gilmour] 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... [Pre-Chorus Two: Roger Waters] People pressing on my sides Is something that I hate And so is sitting down to eat With only little capsules on my plate [Chorus: David Gilmour (and Richard Wright)] 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 (Point me at the sky and let it fly) Point me at the sky and let it [Outro: Roger Waters] And all we've got to say to you is goodbye It's time to go, better run and get your bags, it's goodbye Nobody cry, it's goodbye (Crash, crash, crash, crash, goodbye) (x8)