Fly Tonight Songtext
von Chimpo

Ayo, I float up in the rave glowing
Head going and it′s showing from I step a toe in
Serotonin overflowing from I row my boat in
Gun finger toting, don't know why the fuck I tuck a coat in
It′s fucking roasting but the subs have got the fingers pinging

Strobe blinking, I can hear the holy goat singing
The show's beginning and I'm swedging, feeling like a legend
Friends wretched but I bet it′s blessed in a second
Check the selection when it kicks in and the lids licking
Eyes flicking, heat rises and my heart quickens
Charles Dickens couldn′t write the way my head's flying

Don′t know why my face is in the space they get sky in
Ain't denying that I′m toe up from my little toe up
Nearly thrown up from I've shown up, I should really grow up
Still I go up to the overhead and pop and pour up
′Til I blow up and get my dough up, let's bell a Joe up


Let's take a trip, take a lick
Take a sip, take your pick
Let′s fly tonight
Pick your poison, make a wish
Pick a place, let′s take a mitch
Let's fly tonight

′Cause I just wanna fly tonight
I just wanna get high tonight
And spend all our time
Together, up in the clouds
'Cause I just wanna fly tonight
I wanna get high tonight
And spend all our time
Together, up in the clouds

David Copperfield in the flesh
Black Tommy Cooper with his eyeballs
Rolling in the back of his Napa Pages ERS

My life′s all these jokes that you didn't get
From all the bullshit that you care about, I disconnect
If I miss your family gathering, meant no disrespect


Soarin′ where the martians jet
I've a problem with saying no to all
These bad things that I don't regret
All my problems are a book I haven′t opened yet
Bury them under floorboards, my way of coping, yeah
Mixed race Penn and Teller
Magic in my cerebellum, rushing my back out, someone tell ′em

Mopping sweat up with the sleeve of my get-up
When will it let up? When will it let up?
Mopping sweat up with the sleeve of my get-up
If it doesn't look right, then it′s a setup

Let's take a trip, take a lick
Take a sip, take your pick
Let′s fly tonight
Pick your poison, make a wish
Pick a place, let's take a mitch
Let′s fly tonight

I wanna be a dog, I wanna be a dog, I wanna be a dog
Like the plane's crashing down, everyone's freaking out
And like, you′re just like, you know what?
Forget about, forget about the oxygen mask
And I′ve fucking accepted that I'm fucking dead on this flight
You know what I mean?
Just everyone′s like in the fucking crouch position

I'm just fucking sprawled out like
I wanna be a dog, I wanna be a dog, I wanna be a dog
I wanna be a dog, I wanna be a dog, I wanna be a dog
I wanna be a dog, I wanna be a dog, I wanna be a dog
You know what I mean?

Mad

I wanna be a dog

I wanna be a dog

Sick